2017
Amsterdam. Saying goodbye for the year.
The last day of our annual trip is spent in Amsterdam, having bitterballen, and a stroll through the city. I try to absorb as much of it as I can, so I don't forget. On lonely days, when melancholy strikes, I think of the city, remember the smell of pancakes mingling with weed, the sounds of bike bells and tram bells, the clack of tram wheels in the rails, and I smile.
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