n the way back from the airport at the weekend, we stopped for lunch in Davis, a college town that is about twenty miles from us. It is full of interesting shops and charming leafy residential streets, but there is a darker side as evidenced by the bins on the pavement.
This is clearly not a town full of real students, but some sinister institution holding people who have angered the state… although no one had badges with their numbers, so things have obviously changed since the days of Number Six
