Whether he speaks of the misery of professional footballers or of a peculiar train journey through Egypt, whether he chats about life in New York or recounts the story of an old postman who delivered his letters as a personal favor: Peter Bichsel tells his everyday stories without grand morals, but with a small, often well-hidden lesson. He does not aim to explain anything or illuminate a matter in every last detail; no, he is solely focused on storytelling. In his columns, created between 1990 and 1994 and gathered here, Bichsel does not report on the rapid back-and-forth of the zeitgeist, but rather on the people he encounters, who must therefore be regarded as important and taken seriously. The reader feels guided by the hand; indeed, one might get the impression that these sentences are written solely for them.