Do politicians fully appreciate the increasing risk posed by the Grand Duchy's tarnished reputation?
jim robinson
02.02.2018
Gawping out my bathroom window one cold winter morning, toothpaste dribbling down my beard, I witnessed an old woman, bundled against the cold, standing down on the street and puffing away on a cigarette while her fat dog struggled to take a crap on my lawn.
If I remember correctly, I burbled out something in anger as we made eye contact. Down I glared, looking as furious as one can while brushing one's teeth, while she, with complete and utter defiance, squinted up.