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On the prowl
We park and three of us get out of the car, while another three stay inside and wait for a signal that will come later. I am in Italy,...

Rebecca
Jan 23, 20253 min read


A full moon and a liberation
The cold wind blows on my face. I adjust my balaclava and pull my hoodie over my head. I'm in Poland, in the middle of the countryside in...

Rebecca
Dec 18, 20245 min read
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