Amsterdam made me want to escape. I still regret leaving early, but all my reason tells me that it couldn't have been any other way. It took all of my composure to walk from my loud Irish pub-slash-hostel across the Geldesekade without bursting into tears. I was exhausted, and at the same time so amazed at how decrepit the touristy part of the
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Still, heartache and life-destroying unforgetable trauma aside, another ridiculously well-written post. *envies you*
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