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Do we see sharper through our tears?
A quarter past four. The rising sun announces a beautiful day. Rolling cornfields as far as I can see. Wooden poles with electric wires...
The death of Winnetou …
German and Dutch publishing houses, I recently learned, put an end to their sale of Winnetou books, for those books possibly grant young...
Woke screen …
No traffic. A clear blue sky over rolling rapeseed fields. No fear of being halted by law enforcement demanding proof of vaccination....
On the run …
If I had known I was going to get this sick, then ... then what? But man, I feel miserable, and the worst part of it is that I can’t tell...
Whiskey in rehab …
The phosphorescent hands of my watch point upward. The second of March just started. My birthday, I realize, numb with cold as I stare...
Conditional money …
Disappointed, I look at the contents of the box the online supermarket Picnic has left on our doorstep. Bread, milk, cheese, and four...
Quiet desperation …
‘Would you please stop humming?’ Heidi asks me for the second time. Unaware that I’m humming again, I again stop humming, aware though...
Stealing Arnold Schwarzenegger …
Stretching my still half asleep body, shivering with cold, I hear Moos softly whine. In the doorway of the caravan Heidi and I built last...
With a condom on two fingers …
It is snowing hard. From a window in our living room, I stare over the valley of Montafon, in Austria. For no reason, I think, I think of...
The law of non-contradiction …
Being Dutch, living in Austria, I learn that Norway has been liberated. No more corona measures within its borders. Also in Singapore,...
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