#12 cuckoo

When we peak through the windows of an unlit and seemingly deserted security cabin on a public square in Cluj-Napoca (Romania), the door suddenly opens and a guard hops out like a cuckoo from his clock. He is a man in his sixties, a soon-to-be-retired policeman, who staffs the small white cubicle three nights a week. He looks after the square and its many landmarks, an Orthodox Cathedral, a National Theatre, a controversial statue of a national hero erected by the former nationalist mayor, and dozens of flagpoles. Now and then, there are troublemakers, who jump in or vandalize the … Continue reading #12 cuckoo

#3 a normal holiday

After he finished a BA in Romania, he tried his luck in the US, with money he borrowed from his mother. After one year he stayed in the US for another year, illegally, until he managed to save enough money to pay back his mother and come to London.  He paid hundreds of euro to an agency in Romania which promised to find him a job in the UK and arrange language classes. The language school closed down without giving him a refund, and he lost most of his earnings.  When he completely ran out of money, he found this job … Continue reading #3 a normal holiday