From outside the music was thumping, it had been Big Band jazz and now it was earlyish rock ’n’ roll, such as Rachel and Gerald might conceivably have danced to twenty-five years ago.

TfW has staff enforcing mask protocols at all the busy stations and most travellers oblige, albeit some with ill grace.

I admit to feeling odd not by my self-infliction; rather, I feel “oddened” by White teacher candidates like this who unintentionally (or intentionally) misplace a racialized label on me as if I am “a commodity as spectacle,” […]

The gharial breathes air into its lungs, like caimans, alligators, and crocodiles. It can hold its breath and stay underwater for a long time—more than half an hour. Gharials can also hunt underwater. They even eat their food there.