Back when there was still a theater, Café Favoriet, and festive performances from Boxing Day through New Year's Eve. When it was a vibrant cultural hub of encounters, and the building was open every evening – even on weekends. When familiar faces were always around, even after I had left as an employee.
And does no one see how beautiful the building is? With its crisp white facades, the gray grilles as wall decoration, and the laundry fluttering above the inner street?
