Wanted: cakes and ale
April 19th 2010 After a week I felt more at home in Cádiz then I had felt in Belgium in three years, and only fourteen months later I set foot on Dutch ground again. But of course the city had it’s own drawbacks that made me think of my grey, cold, organized home country with more melancholy than I could have possible imagined before. Rare moments it were, but still.
"Mamááá!" Wuh? I hear Nero barking. Bir
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