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On the 30th of January, 3 million pages of the Epstein files were released to the public. In them, thousands of accounts of sexual abuse, manipulation and heinous crimes spilled over each and every page. I scoured newspapers and social media searching for anything other than more scandalous photos of Prince Andrew. How about the President of the United States, who we know was a very close friend of Epstein? What about the countless millionaires, billionaires, politicians and

I am writing in my living room. My housemates criss-cross the floor, with coriander flopping from the crook of their elbows, shouting some important orders from the kitchen. Our house is full of vibrancy and laughter as we prepare the space for the incoming dinner party guests.   As I sit across from my friends, I am aware of how many dinners I substituted the golden glow of candles and homemade vegan tacos for a youtube video, propped up against a salt shaker. At this point

Ever since we were little, we’ve been taught to be kind to each other, to have empathy, to treat people the way you want to be treated . So why is it that when it comes to our younger selves, especially those awkward pre-teen and teenage years, we are so relentlessly cruel? We talk about them as if we’re our own school bullies. It is completely normalized to pull up younger photos of yourself with friends and laugh at your gap tooth, your scruffy haircut, your knobbly knees.

I think I can confidently say that the first thing I do every morning is check my phone. I scan for Snapchat notifications that I'll never respond to, skim through Outlook to see if my lecture has been cancelled, and space out as I look through Instagram stories of people I met once and never spoke to again. After that, the next thing I do is check the news. Reading the news is something I think everyone should do. But if someone right now told me they didn't want to listen t