On Saturday morning, 92-year-old grandma comes by for coffee. It stays with one cup, a second is not in it. She’s busy. She still has to go to the city by bike to do the shopping and, in particular, urgently wants to buy a plastic container. I ask her what she needs that container for. Grandma laughs: “I’m not nearly done with it yet. I make a survival package. “
Karina Pigeaud
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