My mom and dad brought my oldest left soft-toy from when I was a kid. He is called "Piet Haas".
I reached the gate of hell in World of warriors. Sounds promising...
In the evening Gerrit, Mic and I had dinner before we went to a concert. There was a guy sitting next to Gerrit who could've been his (much) younger brother.
We went to see Seasick Steve.
It was a nice concert. Steve's cool.
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