I booked my flights to Poland. I booked my hotel in Poland. And now I feel all excited, because it's not just an idea any more, it's real.
I won't say when I'm going, because if I do there might be a small crowd of house burglars helping me into my airport taxi.
I've tried Polish food and it's awful, so unless I end up living in McDonald's I might even come back a few pounds lighter!
The Dutch Week of Quarantine
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The Dutch translation of my story *The Second Week of Quarantine* is out
now in the latest issue of *SF Terra* magazine. This is the seventh
language for t...
2 weeks ago

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