A building in Bosnia and Herzegovina remembers the war.
Every day the sun goes down. It is impossible not to watch. This time the sun went down as in some of Edvard Munch’s woodcuts around 1900.
After seven years of loyal service I broke my transparent eyeglasses. My Lindberg was very much in fashion when I bought it. Some years later a chemotherapy caused me a hairless head. The Lindberg appeared too pale on my face. Still, I continued wearing the glasses because they were so very lightweight. Plus I got my hair back.