we stumbled down the cobble stone streets of amsterdam, over canal bridges& between leaning houses with creaking shutters. bicycles stuttered by, their gears clicking as we watched the house boats rise& sink. the hostel we stayed at was thick with dust. old radios lined the walls& cats crawled around our feet
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COME HOME ALREADY, JEEZ
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