Like the world’s motor hinged on us.

The streetlights running along the canals were fireflies floating around us. The silent amber lights were fountains that washed us away. I could attempt to make pannekoekens and couscous for everyone in the room and the twenty of us would watch your low-budget Dutch movies in the quietness of a random living room like the world’s motor hinged on us.


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1 Comment


  1. March 24, 2009  3:09 pm by Chelsea Grimmer Reply

    Amsterdam! Or not? I loved this. I wanted to know where you were. What made you think this. Who makes the low-budget Dutch films.

    Quite beautiful prose.

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