The Traitors week three: why am I still here?

And who is protecting me?

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I look back at my phone notes for week three of The Traitors, and the first line just says: "snakeskin slingbacks". Putting out three episodes in a row each week makes it seem as if The Traitors exists in a sort of pandemic-ey time zone. It feels as if, eg, Fozia was murdered in a distant and foggy past, a different historical era, even, and also like it happened two minutes ago. The point is, I no longer know what "snakeskin slingbacks" means, but on Wednesday it was clearly funny.

It was obvious this week that "one hundred per cent" has made a comeback, leaving that flashy, show-off, extra 10% by the wayside. Nobody is 110% about anything any more. T…