If nothing happens, it is not a story… x I pour myself a glass of Campari and consider taking ice from the freezer, but don’t. Campari with ice is for good moments. Warm, bitter Campari is for moments like these, when you lost something important. I need a better distraction. x You left me over soup. Not because of it, but during it. While I … Continue reading Kafka and Campari by Christoffer Felix Wahlberg