Our common courtyard is anything but, magical and overgrown, inspiring Ms. Havisham, full of 'great expectations' and mischief. Living In the precious address of Prinsenracht I'm keen to meet and make nice with my new neighbors and elegant environs. It's lovely.
I often thought if Paris and Edinburgh gave birth, the offspring would resemble Amsterdam. A pretty, whimsical, artistic Parisian lovechild with dramatically handsome facades lit so similar to Edinburgh. Yet, the mis en scene is distinctly urban in a deeply specific way.
First order of business was to visit the lovebirds across the canal, dear friends that find the time to educate and play host as their vivacious world floats by, full of bikes and ferries gliding down below.
Amsterdam is anything if absorbing with land designed to accommodate more canals than Venice. Once the commercial capital of the world with its uniquely concentric canal system evolving into a cultural center, a permissive place, tolerating more than most. Even as we now bare witness to a movement, a reaction perhaps, inching towards the radical right, if only in reaction to its permissive past. Amsterdam, the principle home of radical movement with its perpetual identity.
Each country absorbing globalization, every country interacting with the next, quite like Amsterdam with its concentric canal system creating a complete community, merging, changing...
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