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About Groningen

Reckon they’re a bit like Szpilman, y’know? Hiding, surviving, dodging the coppers like he dodged Nazis. “I’m not going anywhere!” – another cracking line from the film, and I bet some of ‘em feel that, stuck in the game. Me, I’d rather see ‘em legalised, taxed, sorted – less aggro, more *panem et circenses*, bread and circuses, keep the plebs happy! But nah, too many stuffed shirts clutching pearls.

Cities in North Holland

After class, I decide to explore a bit. I stroll down de Witteweg, and it’s so picturesque. Like, postcard material. But then, outta nowhere, it starts pouring. I’m talking full-on monsoon. I duck into a café on de Zand, and it’s packed. I grab a coffee, and the barista is super friendly. We chat about the weather, and I’m like, “Yeah, typical Dutch, right?” She laughs, and I feel a bit better.

Six convicted in extremely violent Noord-Holland robberies that left one dead