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Shalom …
Moos the German shepherd is dreaming. She barks softly in her sleep, and I wake up. The sky is dark. No clouds, hardly any stars. Around...
Bullrings, positive discrimination, and the Digital Service Act …
Shuffling out of our new house, Heidi’s bike between my legs, an older woman asked me, I assumed, where Heidi and I are coming from....
One small village of indomitable Dutchmen holds out …
Happiness, my happiness, Marcus Aurelius once taught me, depends on the quality of my thoughts. But how, I asked Aurelius back then, how...
The disastrous customs officer …
‘I’m able to defend myself,’ I answer in French as I notice Heidi, next to me, shaking her head disapprovingly, which makes me realize I...
The humble keeper of the law ...
Connecting Europe for a sustainable future, I read on the side of the Stena Britannica. Incomprehensible, that text, but maybe, maybe the...
Zen and the art of serving no purpose …
Cold air bites into my lungs as I stick my face out of the hood of my sleeping bag. Man, I slept well, and I eh... coffee is what I want....
Brexit ...
Rain drums on the cloth of the too-small tent in which Heidi, Moos the German shepherd, and I bivouac near of Groningen, a city in the...
If I were a journalist …
Over the thick layer of snow that covers this part of England, the rising sun colors the sky deep red in the east. Lonely, and happily...
Who doesn’t read …
Through the steam from a mug of coffee I hold with both hands, my elbows on my desk, I stare at a framed poster of Lieutenant Blueberry...
Contra-Enlightenment …
‘So, without examining Moos, you can tell what medication she needs?’ Heidi asked, uncharacteristically fierce. ‘Well, you tell me your...
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