Cu ceva timp in urma notam aici paragrafe descoperite in Kinfolk, o minunata revista americana, despre cum ne putem proteja weekendul. Astazi, la final de toamna, am descoperit cu emotie alte randuri, care rezoneaza in armonie cu anotimpul. „For this autumn […] we celebrate the holes in our socks, the burned toast of our breakfasts, our scorched attempts at marmalade-making and all the crappy, lopsided haircuts we’ve had over the years. We’re all guilty of occasionally attempting to make our lives seem a bit cleaner or a bit more organized,