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another ode to Amsterdam


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The day I left Amsterdam my heart was heavy with sorrow.

Why?

well it is simple really, never in my life have i felt so at home; never have i felt that I could be who I wanted to be without worry or fear.

my heart is heavy, though i am at home with all that is familiar and old to me.

What can be said - little i guess; perhaps it is the world's last laugh upon me - that i was born in a land foreign and alien to me.

A land of chains, shame, genercide and same.

So my heart looks back to a time of joy, a time of innocence in the delight of the beauty, the joy that Amsterdam gave to me so generously, so freely.

I hope this video conveys some of the joy i felt each day I spent walking the streets of this old yet foreign city, we all know as Amsterdam:

regards and love always

john

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I would love to meet you Jimmy, but unfortunelty I am at home now in Australia. I was going to get married to a dutch woman but I decided it would probably have been a big mistake, so it did not happen.

I really miss Amsterdam, as in my heart I am an European, and i loved Europe.

You and your wife enjoy yourselves, and say hello for me to that mad bad town called Amsterdam.

all the best jimmy

john

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