“April is the cruelest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain.” -T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land. One could think he was writing about Iceland. It’s the 5th of April and it’s snowing yet again. Frosty nights are forecast throughout the week. Half a month […]
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