Status Updates From The Man Who Was Thursday

Great! A duel! I know what that is: pistols at dawn; someone wins and someone dies. But oh no.

Past the halfway mark where so far no one is really an anarchist; they're just a surprise kindred spirit to go to the pub with. Nothing wrong with that. I'm sure I'm not understanding what's meant, but I've decided not to care and just enjoy myself. Otherwise this book would be kicked straight to the curb.

Most organised and least infiltrated left wing movement in Britain

I really need to focus on my reading comprehension. If there's any deeper meaning in these chapters, I'm not the one to see it.