Author Archives: jonasknutsson
Our street was a desolate, one-way suburban enclave smack in the middle of the town center. Next to it lay the busiest main road at the time, the susurrations of the neverending traffic lulling me to sleep at night. Down … Continue reading
I lie with my head on my father’s chest as he reads me the new Asterix book he brings me from Strasbourg and I’m catapulted all the way from Iceland into the sumptuous world of antiquity and every Gaul … Continue reading
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