Last night I tried to remember my way to De Fabriek. This task (remembering how to get places) doesn't usually work out for me, so of course I ended up getting quite lost for about one hour. That can be quite a distressing experience, specially if it's in the fog and you see signs trying to convince you to go to Gouda by bike. But I had my music to keep me company (this outstanding album by Chad VanGaalen) which kept me in a good mood. And to my delight, I found this amazing hairdresser I'll have to go back to one day it's open. There was no end of trinckets all over the place, a great big table with cool mags for clients to read and a little exhibition of paintings on the wall. Just the kind of place I love. It's a shame I probably won't remember my way back, though.
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Hey Rachel, were you lost yesterday night? I'm sorry, we missed you at the fabriek. The film was wierd, the place cold, but "birra" costs 1€.
Then we should went home walking in the foog.
Ah! The fabriek is in front of the new home of Xavier.
Tot ziens!
wow, the hairdresser's looks like a museum! Do you remember the name?
Well, it had two signs. One said "Dames & Herenkapper" and the other one said "De Studentekapper". I this it's near the Ostplein.
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