Fiery film, bright cakes and woeful longing dwell in the ...



Fiery film, bright cakes and woeful longing dwell in the paradoxical past

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Those of us lucky enough to have homes, even if we are confined to them for more hours than we might ideally wish, are extremely grateful for our advantages as we see cold and desperate people summarily thrown out of temporary shelters.

Home is where the heart is, they say. But where are you supposed to keep your heart if you do not have a home? On your sleeve, perhaps?

Those not fortunate enough to have their own domicile might be lucky in finding a “spiritual home”, the comforting notion of an institution or ideology that matches their predilections. The spiritually homeless presumably are forced to keep their spirits in bottles...

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