Sunny Sunday.
Magnolia rotten in the bud,
in front of the house in the Holbeinstraat,
where Klaas Bruinsma once
used to live, the once greatest
drugs dealer of Holland.
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Week 14, 2008, beginning on March 31. |
Sunny Sunday. Magnolia rotten in the bud, in front of the house in the Holbeinstraat, where Klaas Bruinsma once used to live, the once greatest drugs dealer of Holland. |
 Blueeye. |
 Solo in the weekend. |
 The museum moved. |
 Coffee & Muffins. |
 Incoming message,. |
 P.C. Hooftstraat. |
 Dough. |
 Purchasing spree. |
 Pause. |
 Friday, not rainy, not sunny. Quote Media Offices. |
 Street is only open for slim people. (Guy) |
 "No not every wants to walk in its own direction." (Guy) |
 "I'll wait and see." (Guy) |
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 Platoon. (Guy) |
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 "I always carry a bag of newspapers around," told Nico, "cause gossip doesn't tell it all." |
 TNT copied the orange of the Fietsfabriek cart. Postmen also wear a uniform with lots of orange. |
 Thurday, outside not as sunny as inside." |
 "What if we also buy a new car, or do you prefer to hang on?" |
 Blossom's blooming in Richard's garden." |
 "Yes, that's my color since my friend died." (Guy) |
 "Why don't we buy a sportscar?" (Guy) |
 "You forgot time's change to summer time?" (Guy) |
 Spring's in the air. (Guy) |
 Terminal collision course. (Guy) |
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 Shelter. (Guy) |
 "Merely wanted to break the ice." (Guy) |
 "Yes I hear you. It's raining indeed." (Guy) |
 Elke dag een 'vers' vers.  Webboek dat op 30 maart 2008 is begonnen: |
 "Oh, I forgot the time altogether!" |
 Later that morning it became rainy, but it was pleasant in the Bagels & Beans. |
 The grass is always greener on the lawn of the other square, today on the Roelof Hartplein. |
 That's how th sun bounces into the hallway, just a day or two, when the sun comes up that is, like a sunbeam through a narrow corridor in a pyramid or in Stonehenge. |
 Tuesday April 1st, no joke. Rising sun mirrors in appartment building at quite a distance, but just for a few days, a narrow window so to day. The sunlight bounces straight into the hallway of the Phlog man's appartment. |
 One hour later than Saturday, same time. On the left the Marathon Tower of the Olympic Stadium, |
 "Jeezus, man, come off it!" (Guy) |
 "Cartier-Bresson like in the watch?" Fine bookshop in the Nieuwe Hoogstraat! (Guy) |
 The inspector probably has found a clue. (Guy) |
 Speeding on an old time table, with a roof that opens as a convertible! (Guy) |
"The sheer, wonderful craziness of Citroën design at its most outlandish. The photo of the SM demonstrates Citroën's finest moment. Though their new top of the line sedan is stunning... it's just not as break-all-the-rules exotic. Every now and again, one sees an SM somewhere and it always screams, 'Yes, big fat chrome covered Yankee, there is more than just your way of putting a body on top of four tires!' Your photo gloriously exaggerates the length of the hood. An image ot power towing the passenger compartment along, the whole, unified package slipping through the air like a whisper. Love it! Lewis" |
