The year is 2016. The date: 1st of August. The mood: sombre. We are huddled in groups at the meeting point; an intersection between the streets Wierzbowa and Barksa, Krakow. A colourful crocodile, […]
The year is 2016. The date: 1st of August. The mood: sombre. We are huddled in groups at the meeting point; an intersection between the streets Wierzbowa and Barksa, Krakow. A colourful crocodile, […]
The prospect of dying has always seemed frightening if not enigmatic, subject to varying interpretations and descriptions, the avoidance of a direct mention but rather safely enclosed in euphemisms like “kicked the […]