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Originally Bruce, Leslie and Zak's e-journal, this blog mostly houses Leslie's thoughts and musings as she struggles upstream in the spawning stream of life. Or at least that's the way I see it -B
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... in London. With other people. Attending a conference. The speaker is Angus Phillips, giving the opening plenary address at t... -
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