In my imaginary Switzerland, the water is clear. The reflection of the architectures shines toward the sky, pierces through cold blue, and it’s shattered when the wind blows.
And there’s fondue.
Tag: food
switerzerland at home
(left: pencil rubbing of a biscuit made from Switzerland;
right: a postcard from a friend)
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conversation with mom
(mom: m ; winnie: w)
w: mom, do we have anything at home made in Switzerland?
m: army knives, watches… why ask?
w: assignment. anything you don’t mind me playing with, like something you won’t be upset if i… accidentally break it.
m: no? wait… the biscuits i bought weeks before seems to be from somewhere in Europe… check if it’s Switzerland.
w: is ikea from Switzerland?
m: it is from Sweden. Sweden and Switzerland is different.
w: is Switzerland famous for making cool electronics?
m: i guess you mean Germany…
w: …opps.
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