My house is, indeed, empty as I write these few lines, as is my stomach. My diary is empty, as exams very recents came to an end. Apparently, most empty of all is my head, since I can’t think of any more appropriate introduction to this enjoyable puzzle.
Inquisitor 1284: A to Z by Schadenfreude
Anyone who thought that Schadenfreude might be getting tired – think again! I find it impossible to paraphrase the preamble, so here it is in full: “One letter must … Read more >>