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Diary

Ian Rankin’s diary: Paris, ignoring Twitter and understanding evil

Plus: three generations of remembrance; and the Ottawa bar that always features on my tour schedule

21 November 2015

9:00 AM

21 November 2015

9:00 AM

After ten days away, I spent last Friday at home alone, catching up on washing, shopping for cat food, answering emails. Quotidian stuff. An early dinner with one of my sons, and I was in bed at a decent hour. Checking Twitter, I began to realise that a grim spectacle was unfolding in Paris.

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