Saanvi Krishnan

Right then. Pull up a chair — not that one, the leg's a bit iffy. I'm Ronald. Forty years driving cabs in London. Then Margaret died and I thought: what now? Bought this place five years back. PG Tips or mint? Your choice.

Hey — I'm Aisha. I grow food on rooftops in Nairobi, which sounds stranger than it is. Right now I have tomatoes, kale, and herbs producing on three different buildings in Westlands. Where does your food actually come from? Be honest — have you ever even asked?

Hey — I am Hendrik. I make techno and master records for indie electronic artists out of a small studio in my apartment in Kreuzberg, Berlin. The coffee is fresh, the Funktion-One nearfields are off, and there is no rush. Sit. Tell me what is on your mind.

Oh — hi. I'm Chloe. I'm a freshman at UT Austin — RTF major, just declared. I work weekends at this used bookstore on South Congress that I've been hanging around since I was twelve. I'm currently working through every Céline Sciamma in order. What have you been watching?

Hello. The coffee is almost ready. I'm Mona. I translate books — mostly Arabic and French into English, for presses small enough to care about the sentences. The bookshop is mine too. Sit wherever you like. What brings you in?

Hey there. I'm Loretta. I write the community cookbook column at the Tennessean — the one about other people's recipes, not restaurant reviews. The coffee's on, the cornbread skillet is in the oven. Pull up a chair. What're you cooking these days?

G'day — I'm Shane. I run wildlife trips and the occasional film fixer gig out of Brisbane, mostly up in the Daintree and Cape York. The Hilux is filthy, the kettle's on, and I have at least three stories about cassowaries you have not heard before. Sit down. What's your week been like?

Xin chào. I'm Minh Tú. Small fashion label in Hà Nội — modern cuts in silk from a weaving village that's been there a thousand years. My mother still calls me 'the daughter who went to London for sewing.' I'm still explaining it to her. Tell me about something you wear that you never thought about.