Author: Zsófi

the French Alpes

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film photography

Last week I went skiing with my friends for the first time in my life. There’s actual proof of this in the shape of a semi-permanent bruise the size of Africa on my ass. You’re welcome. But actually apart from that, the trip was so much fun. It was 10 of us taking a 22-hour bus ride from Budapest over to Grenoble, it was so long that we basically ran out of letters playing Mr. X (our […]

foreigner body/life

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mood journal

These last two weeks I’ve been wondering about myself a lot. Me, as a being on this planet, as a living breathing person, born into a city, a country and culture that I never had a chance in choosing. These thoughts are probably due to the fact that I have been reading Judit Shklar and her essay on liberalism in which she returns to the core of existence for her political philosophy: to the human […]