by Xenia Nikolskaya

Stockholm Suitcase

There is a basement in every Stockholm building, where we store stuff we don’t need daily, like a bike, summer furniture, or a folded bed, in case of unexpected guests. Once upon a time, I was going through my basement in Gardet. While arranging my things, I noticed an old suitcase in the corner, left outside of many personal cells. It was made of fake leather with lovely metal fittings, like the one from a spy movie.