We are under attack. Our kitchen is held hostage and the invaders are creeping into the rest of the apartment. I am talking of fruit flies. One look and it’s assumed that we have had an accident with black spraypint. This is not the case. The air is gritty with flying specks. Sudden population explosion. Thousands. They’re creeping us out. It is a slight war, but an important one. Our food is in there…