Today I started a new internship at Art Review Magazine. I had done my hair nicely for my first day, but when I got off at Farringdon, without an umbrella, the sky opened onto me. I pulled the the hood of my new winter coat over my head and trudged my way through Clerkenwell to their office on Sekforde Street. There is something kind of clichéd about pictures of autumn leaves on a glistening pavement, but that is honestly about the only thing I saw on my journey there - I couldn't look up for the rain.
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