Diary of a Separation

Monday 18th June 2018

The best response to the question of what the meaning of life is, if someone ever asks you, is “look for it in a police crime reference number”. The parable of our human existence can be reduced to a letter from the local police station. Sandwiched in between the Total Policing motto at the top and the logos of both CRIMESTOPPERS and victim support at the bottom is the human essence of us. Our unsolved…

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Mario Lopez-Goicoechea

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‘We’re all born with two languages: our mother tongue and a smile; the latter needs no translation.’

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