Update

So Lolly got home safely from war-zone, ignored the K-Mart, had a pizza and was taught how to play poker by Mousse. Ape tried to help instructing, but no one really heard what the Ape said. Cookies were had, popcorns munched and plans for some sort of exit-urban exploration walk were laid out. Lolly was told of the contemporary Sweden: Reinfeldt & co secretly putting pieces of glass in frozen chicken (and sausages, beer and pyttipanna) and then that alluring place called Spotify to which everyone seems to have found their way. She was puzzled, and in awe. Had too much changed? Did she perhaps long back to isolation?

Music: David Bowie
Food: Pizza
Topic: Trauma
Activity: Card games
Wronged: tiny