Fireworks and fraught relationships flare in a tense My Brilliant Friend

You walk to work every day. You see the same things, the same people; you utter the same greetings, catch the same scents on the air. It’s right there in front of you, all the time, but you don’t really see it anymore, and even when it catches your eye, you don’t see it as you once did: The sea. It’s there, a vast,…

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