Welkom op mijn camping plaats. Pas op voor de honden.

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They are friendly. They don't bite. Believe me.

Links to Pages that most likely have stuff on them:

• Poetry I wrote
• My attempts at ASCII-art
• Rebuilding and fixing and otherwise tinkering with my old road-bike
• Langweilige Uni-Aufgaben...

It is a beautyful evening in spring, the soft breeze carries the smell of detritus, mixed with pine needles, forest floor and mud over the water.