Sometimes you want to goWhere everybody knows your nameAnd they’re always glad you cameYou want to be where you can seeThe troubles are all the sameYou want to be where everybody knows your name Nadie comprende a los suecos, y cuando digo nadie digo nosotros los extranjeros, foráneos, advenedizos, xente que no es de aquí­,…

One can but imagine the frustration I opened the door to get it out. The fly just rankled my nerves with its constant buzz. It was caught in a futile attempt to move on, but it was stuck. In my window, hence the constant buzz. I opened the door adjacent my window, the one that…