Lucien

*adds iron to your core*

*adds iron to your core*

*adds iron to your core*

*adds iron to your core*

*adds iron to your core*

there are dutch contracts from the 1600s that are still being honoured. coffeeshops can’t legally let you in unless you show ID, but that’s a hassle, so they have a second door in front of the Actual door, with an area that’s technically not part of the shop, so that you can buy weed while still not technically having entered the shop. supermarkets can’t sell hard liquor so they need a second storefront for that, that’s fairly normal - but the second store is physically located entirely within the first store, with the only difference being there’s a second cash register there

when a dutch acquaintance i barely knew came over to my apartment the first thing they did was quiz me on whether various things they noticed were allowed in my lease. if you do manage to get dinner at someone’s house you can be sure they’ll be sending you a tikkie receipt to pay for the ingredients. it’s a nation of bureaucrats! you’re not even technically allowed to sell weed, but there’s a thirty-step list of logical deductions you can make that make it okay, and everyone just accepts that.

Or you could finally work up the nerve to be like “hey I’m not a huge fan of this thing we do together” and the other person is just like thank god I also don’t like that thing. And then neither of you have to do it anymore

OR even crazier, you can be like “I’m having this problem and idk what to do about it” and they’re like “what about this?” and they just solve the entire thing and you realize again how smart and clever your friends are