Winter in Amsterdam is a wonderland: Christmas lights hanging over every street; naked, leafless trees everywhere; billowy smoke drifting from chimneys, rapidly evaporating into the frigid air; the comforting, piney scent of that smoke; crunchy snow beneath my feet; frosty wind on my cheeks; people hustling and bustling about as they attempt to endure the cold; children laughing. It’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before.
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