De Bookwinkel

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In the lyrics of In My Secret Life by Leonard Cohan you will find the following sentences, “Looked through the paper. Makes you want to cry. Nobody cares if the people live or die. And the dealer wants you thinking. That it’s either black or white.” I think there is a lot of truth to this. The dealer controls the narrative. The last thing the dealer wants is for people to get

Many people choose to become homeless. To live outside the framework of rules, expectations and pressure society puts on people. Of course, not everyone chooses this path. In an instant you could loose everything. In an instant your whole life could change. Regardless the reason, there is a sad desolation that forms part of such an existence. I wrote the following story to try and

The Boss sings about their Glory Days: how one of his friends was a good baseball player and could stop talking about it when they met again after many year; how there was a girl in their neighbourhood that let the heads roll. The good old days! Blink and you miss them! It goes by so quickly but stay with you forever. It feels like yesterday. Problem, however, is that it is easy to

It’s remarkable how people push the limits of what is possible. Felix Baumgartener jumps from space. Others speed through the air in wingsuits. And then, of course, Kloof St has its longboarders; they go so fast they trigger the traffic camera. A while ago I sat watching the luge on TV. I started thinking of Kloof St and those longboarders. I imagined how there’s someone who gl