“What’s this soup made of?”“No way of knowing … The cook probably doesn’t even know.”The waitress had just finished filling two bowls with a yellowish liquid: small pieces of… More


Since neither of them feels like going to a restaurant, as soon as Hug arrives Heribert begins to prepare the shrimp. Now, sitting face to face, across a table set… More

Death in Spring

After I had left behind the Pont de Fusta and slope, I began to run. I stopped at the edge of the forest, out of breath. No sound issued… More