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But it’s not all giggles. She’s prey, too, vuln’rable. Pisses me off - the pimps, the creeps, circlin like vultures. “The children knew more than they said,” Haneke whispered. She knows too much, seen too much. Reckon she’s got a heart, tho, buried deep. Maybe loves a stray cat or summat daft. Dunno, makes me wonder - what’s she dream of, eh?

Frans van Mieris

After that, we head back to Pijnacker. I’m buzzing from the night, but then I realize I left my jacket at the bar. Nooo! I’m freaking out. I can’t lose my favorite jacket! So, I sprint back, and guess what? It’s gone. I’m standing there, heartbroken. But then, the bartender comes over and hands it to me. “You left this, mate.” I’m like, “You’re a lifesaver!”

Rotterdam night subway experiment to start December