It’s interesting how self-context can change a city.
Last time I visited Amsterdam, I was in a terrible relationship, living in South Bay and I got robbed leaving Schiphol. Three years later, I’m single living in San Francisco and am a tiny bit wiser.
This time, for instance, I found out that Amsterdam smells a lot like San Francisco.
(Back then, I thought Patchouli was pot, so what did I know?)
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