Diary of a Dissenter: The Week From My Window

'When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose/ You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal/ How does it feel/ How does it feel/ To be on your own/ With no direction home?' — Bob Dylan

Another ‘wait and see’ See

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SATURDAY/SUNDAY

I awake shortly after 5am and find it already light in Kingstown. How did that ha…