“I’ve never been happier,” said Prince Harry, miserably

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For nearly two decisive hours, a bearded prince mourned his designer and claimed he’d have to change the world because no one else would do the job. His family had seen him. “At the moment I don’t recognize them.” It was all Fleet Street’s fault, except when it was Camilla’s fault or William’s fault or his poor, loving father whose parenting skills were measured and found not to be up to California’s standard.

Now he, Harry, was about to take on the role of “spokesman for the world.” It has highlighted his “life’s mission to change the media landscape in the UK”. The 21st century had found walnut. The sad tide of social media has been ebbing

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