Something rather serendipitous happened while I was on my way to present a masterclass on translating humour late last year. Almost immediately after I left my house and got on the expressway, I saw a notice on the signboards reading, “Traffic jam on BKE at Dairy Farm exit.” Seeing the warning, I got off the expressway at the next exit and made my way t…
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