Zabi Jan
Feb 28, 2017
1 min read
I first met Zabi in front of Cricklewood station at 5 p.m. on February 16th. I was half an hour late. My train from Farringdon had been cancelled. When I got to Cricklewood - first time for me - we went to Costa and he offered me a tea. We talked about water, work, London and Italy. He had been living in Trieste for one year. He told me he was going to write down something related to water and here we are.
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