So the tree that shades us in summer has been eaten from the inside out by borers and needs to come down before it falls on us. The tree remover came to give a quote, invited himself in for coffee, opened a folder and asked if he could talk to me about an important issue.
I flinched. Here comes God or anti-immigration, I thought.
But the passion of the man who’s has been tree cutting for 23 years is: West Papuan independence. Never think you know.