Our Man Inside [106] Can you hear me?

Greetings from my living room.

Saturday night. Just chucked another log on the fire and poured myself a whiskey. It's only bloody snowing outside. I was on the motorbike yesterday. Tearing round the country lanes with sunglasses on. Catching flies in my teeth. Not many flies. They probably knew what was coming.

If I don't write this newsletter now it w…

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