We were in the middle of our wonderful chats, when Enes stood up from the couch to go make some tea, and raising his voice he continued: '...and then they invited me to drink, they said it would help me relieve stress, and I replied to them "drink yourselves, you bastards, I want to carry the burden of my life"'.

I looked forward with pleasure to the tea served by those noble hands.

*cover image "Man carrying a heavy load", By Jacopo Palma