
(Not) smelling fishy
How Covid got me by the nose By: Lola Bessa It is movie-night and my flatmates and I are watching an Hungarian art house movie called ‘Werckmeister Harmonies’. It takes place in an old village with a big square. We see market stalls full of shiny fish. I never liked the salty and penetrating smell of fish, but now I can barely smell anything at … Continue reading (Not) smelling fishy