massive debris fields in low-earth orbit.
I don't want to scaremonger, but I do think it would be prudent to
spend the next five days in an underground bunker, just in case.
As such, I'm attending the National Review of Live Art, held deep in
the arches below Glasgow Central train station.
I'll be blogging the festival, which runs until Sunday, so be sure to
check out the coverage here, if you haven't already been decimated by
space-junk.
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