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It had been another tough week. My little newspaper was headlining again for all the wrong reasons with a global spotlight focused directly on the second floor of an office block in Wapping. Not for the first time had we found ourselves in this situation. I was well versed in the drill but it didn’t get any easier. After a sleep-deprived week spent juggling heated executives, ranting emails and smug cardigan-wearing journalists,… Read More
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