My first encounter with a quotation mural.
Honi Soit...
Today I tried Karnemelke, which is sour Dutch milk that is like Indian Lassi. It smells like PVC glue and looks like it too! But I liked it.
The power station across the street from my apartment. During my days in Leiden, it will come to be a beacon, a symbol of guidance, direction, stability and an asymptotic goal to strive towards, (especially when finding my way home late at night) as in Virginia Woolf's To the lighthouse.
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