The Vondelpark is nicer than ever.
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Week 18 2009, beginning on April 27. |
The Vondelpark is nicer than ever. |
 Sunday, 18:18h. Vondelpark revisited. |
 Too late to see the paintings at Christie's. |
 Black and white. Guy |
 After the D came the E. And that made a fantastic and powerful story. Guy |
 "I told ye, wait till the boat is moored." Guy |
 "Why dontcha pick up the phone, I sit next to you!" Guy |
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 Museumplein, cleaning team. |
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 Mireille rounds the corner of the Willemsparkweg. |
 The cop is cruising up and down. |
 Bagels & Beans' Mireille seems to be escorted. |
 Coffee on the Go. |
 Jumpstart. |
 One never sees the bin emptied. |
 Saturday. A fresh start. |
 Bank. |
 Strong manual power. Guy |
 Medium wind force. Guy |
 "Mam you promised we'd have a ride!" |
 "Tomorrow the seaside." |
 A door is open or closed. |
 Blazing saddle. |
 "You should see the roof!" |
 "It's still too cool!" |
 "I also fell off my chair, laughing." |
 "It's a Harley, bit Ducati like." |
 "I'm on my way. I'll bring them back." |
 "He is an hour too late, or I was one hour too early." "I can't imagine it's your mistake." |
 "Stay behind me, don't go faster." |
 "Follow me, I'm on my way to the bank." |
 "Holiday, gimme a break!" |
 "It seems I''m the only one who's working today." |
 "To think of it the weekend hasn't begun yet." |
 Must have been pleasant though. |
 Here cometh the bagman. |
 "We dumped the music in the bins." |
 "John Dear, please don't let us down." |
 "Before you had your coffee it's gone." |
 "We work like commandos." |
 "In one sweep we clean the whole city." |
 Friday, the day after. "Mam, I found my car!" |
 Thursday, the Queen's Birthday. "Business will pick up in due time, I hope." Around midday there suddenly came a black cloud above the festivities, when an automobile crashed through the crowd, wounding many, killing seven, including the driver himself. |
 "They moved up!" |
 Prepared for the festivities on Queens Day. Guy |
 A sunny day. Guy |
 "Spicy." |
 "We're gonna make it!" |
 "I made it, didn't I?" |
 Heavy traffic. |
 Preparations for the Queen's Birthday. |
 Sounds like Spring in Providence. Lewis |
 Wednesday. Rising paparazzo. Guy |
 Dead end. Guy |
 "Slept in a mushroom." Guy |
 Behind schedule. Guy |
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Quiet Hobbemakade. Guy |
 "Yes. it's me!" |
 Tuesday. "See, that's you!" |
 "In the sun it's comfortable." Guy |
 Monday. "Bit grey and too cool today." Guy |
