Cappuccinos on the Herengeracht

I'm sipping a cappuccinno on the Herengeracht - delicate trees line the canal - bicycles are chained to the railings of the bridge - raffish houseboats are overlooked by elegant houses - in one window, I saw an antique globe - 

We shuffled down the Damrak, part of a vast dazed crowd - in an alley off the Langestrat, Anne told me not to take a photograph of the women in the windows - 

They're all smoking ciggys or they're on their mobiles - 

We bought some grapes in a tiny shop - the dark skinned man asked if he could wash them for us - 

Slim girls cycle by, with bright scarves around their necks - 

It's started to rain - 

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August 16 1014

Brasserie Baton

Herengeracht 

Amsterdam