Information As The Primary Commodity

Train to Tottenham, through Banglatown, past the land of the Hassids to a leafy street with crack-pipes for sale on the corner. The house, bohemian, French Moroccan interior. Clouds of smoke from Ketama. Books piled on books piled on books. A transistor radio the favoured means of communication from the outside world. Electricity is not …

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