You’re in an open concert for music you don’t like. Three hundred people, nothing too big. With nothing pleasant to focus to, you just start feeling all the people cramped around you, almost taste the metallic reek of sweat floating around, maybe step on random dirt by someone’s spilled drink. Now, take that situation, multiply the number of people by a hundred and add a time frame of a couple of centuries, in contrast to the four hours a concert might take. Boom: you’ve landed in Chicago, 1850. Read More
Who doesn’t love Christmas? (except maybe the Grinch, but that was fixed in the runtime of a Christmas movie) Read More
In the year 1992 Union of Concerned Scientist organized petition called ‘World Scientists‘ Warning to Humanity’. The world is becoming worse. Read More
She was looking out of the window. The fog was thick, too thick… Read More
What do we do at meetings, anyhow? Pose for pictures?