No 18 Grand Central

After spending six hours grading student papers, I was myself graded just as the train made it into Stockholm. With the verdict being a rather encouraging “revise and resubmit”, I applied for a new visa to Russia and did what Lucky would have done, as in checking out the “co-working oasis” now housed in what used to be the main offices of the Swedish Railways. Sometimes, it is almost hilarious to think that these bubbles filled with words like “burn rate” actually exist. For the rest, I let the three pictures above speak for themselves.