The strangest week of the year is now. The no man’s land between Christmas and New Year with reheated party leftovers, vague melancholy, a Christmas tree that is starting to sag and fireworks that are yet to come. Yet the right word for this week has never been found. Our reporter Nadine Van Der Linden tries to capture the feeling. “These are days of collective procrastination. To delay.”
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COLUMN. “What would be the right word for this slow, indefinite week between Christmas and New Year?”
