So, after threats of moving being necessary to take care of the termites at our flat, and the electrical problems we had, and after which, our woodwork wasn’t even fixed after several months had passed, Amy and I decided that it was time to actually act on our threat and find a new flat. Basically, [...]
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“The Smell of Sulfur in the Air” aka “Stereoscopic Explosions” aka “If only Martin were here….”
One of the many leftover packages Amy picked up from the streets near our flat. Yes, you too can be a naked baby dancing around to the explosive sounds of Divali…. (or at least you can act like one) Well, last Saturday was Divali, and it sure was a different experience here than what I [...]