First day without mouth caps. On the train I listen to a conversation between two Christian girls about boyfriends: „No, I say, that is not going to be him, such a different gospel!! Then he wanted to be rebaptized!”
“Where?” “Just in the Meuse! Opposite Loevestein Castle, down that path, you know!”
I miss my mouth cap…
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A version of this article also appeared in NRC on the morning of March 30, 2022
