… my mother’s boss decided to address me as Adelheid. It threw me off for a minute because my middle name was nowhere close to what she was calling me, phonetically or through any stretch of the imagination when it came to meaning. As it soon transpired there was a more sinister element to her bestowing such a Germanic name on my poor teenage self.
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Mrs. 52 Hours of Freedom Presents Her MA Thesis
She told us on the way down to Silesia that she was paying someone to write her Master’s thesis for her. Said it very nonchalantly but at the same time in a way I termed Slavic-it-is-what-it-is-style. Those who know me well, also know that I abhor that expression. Which is why I will always use…
Coffee, Crepes and Great Vibes on a Rainy Saturday in February
Crepe Cafe is one of those places in Warsaw’s Powisle district that you may or may not miss. Practically at the descent of PKP Powisle (the local train stop), it may or may not be easy to miss if it weren’t for the statue standing outside. The first time we ended up there was when…
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