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MY house isn't so unsafe that I can't sit and read in the evenings with at least a feeling—perhaps not quite rational—of security. Every time I go into a London tube at night I realise how lucky I am in that. And there are libraries still where one can sit and read and almost forget that there's a war in progress.

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