Amsterdam: A Traveler's Literary CompanionTravel to one of the most dynamic cities in the world in the company of its finest writers. The stories in this volume will take you on a personal odyssey through the city's rich past to its dynamic present. Arranged by the areas of Amsterdam they illuminate, these stories offer up a rich literary banquet to the traveler who wishes to experience the character and soul of this great city. Join better-known Dutch writers such as Harry Mulisch and Cees Nooteboom, along with those whose writing appears in English here for the first time, as they lead you along the canals, through the neighborhoods, and from the past to the present in this rare collection of twentieth-century Dutch literature. Contributors include Cees Nooteboom, J.J. Voskuil, Simon Carmiggelt, J. Bernlef, Martin Bril, Remco Campert, Marion Bloem, Maarten 't Hart, Geert Mak, Hermine Landvreugd, Gerrit Komrij, Bas Heijne, Lizzy Sara May, Gerard Reve, Marga Minco, Harry Mulisch, and Hafid Bouazza. |
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He would storm up the stairs and pound on the door until my aunt opened up . My cousins would be as quiet as mice for the rest of the day , anxious about the moment my uncle , who was in the navy , would come home .
He would storm up the stairs and pound on the door until my aunt opened up . My cousins would be as quiet as mice for the rest of the day , anxious about the moment my uncle , who was in the navy , would come home .
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The hall was hidden behind two entrance doors and completely done in sea - green tiles . ... We stepped up to the door on the left , which was flanked by two shiny copper pots full of cattails and purple- and green - painted plumes .
The hall was hidden behind two entrance doors and completely done in sea - green tiles . ... We stepped up to the door on the left , which was flanked by two shiny copper pots full of cattails and purple- and green - painted plumes .
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I therefore said , “ No , ” and reluctantly moved toward the front door . I had left the door ajar in order to be able to return as soundlessly as I had left . I took off my coat and softly opened the door to the room .
I therefore said , “ No , ” and reluctantly moved toward the front door . I had left the door ajar in order to be able to return as soundlessly as I had left . I took off my coat and softly opened the door to the room .
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J J Voskuil Sunday Morning | 9 |
Martin Bril Café Walem | 40 |
JORDAAN | 80 |
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