Tucked down an alleyway in central-ish Auckland is the place where I get my hair done. If you don’t know it’s there, you’re not very likely to find it. The big open space with the deliberate lack of signage is run in the manner of a collective, and peopled by tattoo artists, pop-up vendors, the occasional market which spills into the alleyway, and my hairdresser. It’s a welcoming and safe space for those blessed by neurodiversity and for members of the Rainbow community. It is one of my favourite places...