It’s a pretty notion to suggest that great literature can be read anywhere, in any context, and still impact the reader. Of course brilliant writing remains brilliant on the page even when distracting summer sounds …

As you know well by now, my line of work and my way of life are one and the same – almost every aspect of my day revolves around my job. That’s alright with me, though, cause it’s this job that keeps me moving, keeps me breathing the life of the city. Nonetheless, it’s not often that I end up in a “normal” situation – and to tell the truth, these kinds of situations feel anything but “normal” to me. But walking out of the gorgeous Strand Theater in the 1920s with a pretty girl on my arm definitely had its appeal.

[Part one. Proszę].
[Part two. Proszę].

There are many blockbuster stages in life. The World Cup is a blockbuster stage. Film score led by the vuvuzela. The sound of that incessant tube horn will be singular to …

Once the mercury rises to a point approaching body temperature, I lose my taste for serious literature entirely. Summer is blockbuster season for a reason: the heat makes it essential to escape from reality for …

Coming back to life is never a good idea – it’s more like having every hangover you’ve ever had, all at the same time, and waking up to someone starting up a lawnmower right next to your head.

[Part one here. Read it because it's awesome.]
On November 19, 1942 Bruno Schulz never made it home to dessert. He died in act of random political violence on the streets of Drohobycz, his Polish hometown. Fucking …