A Groovy Tribute to Amsterdam
<p>This 55M American is soon leaving Amsterdam after seven unforgettable years. To have made Amsterdam my home, three decades after a 1989 spring visit here on a Eurail pass, messes with my mind as much as the space cake I swallowed back then at the long lost Wish You Were Here Coffeeshop — a moist thick slice of chocolate birthday cake, if memory serves.</p>
<p>Seven winters spent at 52 degrees latitude North feels significant, but it’s nothing in a place with so much history. It’s wild that our years here represent barely 5% of our house’s 120-year history — merely a blip and hardly more material than any of the <a href="https://www.mensjournal.com/news/video-amsterdam-canals-dredge-bikes#" rel="noopener ugc nofollow" target="_blank">reported 12,000 to 15,000 bikes</a> that get unceremoniously flung into the Amsterdam canals every year.</p>
<p>I digress. I’m here to offer a humble digital token of my appreciation as a parting gift to this majestic city. Choose HD. <strong>Sound on.</strong></p>
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