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vrijdag, juni 27, 2025

Skywatch Friday and some prose

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Walking home after a nice evening, I passed two places that have some meaning in my life. Like this street corner. Apparently this (the appartment above the toy store) is where we lived when I was around a year old. 

Behind this gate was the hospital where I was born. Things changed a bit since 1967.
That night I stayed with a friend. In a room on the top floor. So I can treat you to a picture of one of those infamous, typical for Amsterdam, beams-with-a-hook. 

Still used these days to hoist up furniture that's too big to carry through the narrow staircases. Which are so narrow because housing taxes at the time were calculated on how wide a building was.

The hoisting system is why many buildings down town are slightly tilted forward: to prevent the new piano, washing machine or sofa from breaking the windows. 

Really enjoyed the view the next morning:
Amsterdam trams are a nice way to advertise and help keep the costs of public transport reasonable. This tram was advertising for a Banksy exhibition.

As I occasionally do, the other day I woke up with the full text of this week's prose in my head. 
I only recently learned that doesn't happen to everyone.
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From the Sun (a #ShortStory)

First thing he noticed 
when a headache woke him
was that he was awake.

Grabbing the ladder 
to climb down from his bed,
he noticed something missing:
the ring finger from his left hand.


It wasn't really missing 
but it shouldn't be lying on the floor,
not attached to his hand.

For later concern.
Before waking up the crew
and have them open the pods,
he first wanted to determine 
if they had succeeded.

After his kind had ruined 
their home planet,
they had recruited the best,
the brightest and the wealthiest 
to try again at a nearby planet.

This one was chosen 
for several reasons.
One of it being very compatible 
because it was 
the third one 
from the Sun

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