Bokt.nl

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Fog on her glasses, From the still steaming tea, A book in her hand, As she casually reads.
A catch in her breath, As the Climax grows near, She's deaf to the world : The book's all she can hear.
She's completely lost now, or perhaps she is found,
In this strange paper world
That's far from the ground.

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My opinions may have changed, but not the fact that I’m right

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If you mess with the planet, the planet will mess with you ...
Black and white are just opposite ends of fifty shades of grey
"Keep Buggering On", W. Churchill en Appleman, Leiden, 3 december 2019
"Under a cherry tree there are no strangers", Dalai Lama, Ahoy Rotterdam, 16 september 2018