Dissent on Nieuwmarkt square
door Joop de Haan
The hoarding woman looks angry. I nod her. I’ve been looking for a bottle of oil for a week, but the shelves are empty. I can tell from her full arms that it has been refilled.
It turns out there are two more bottles inside. I buy one.
by Diana Ozon
#52 puzzle pieces taking apart
That one word