Dat vreemde in mijn hoofd

The city feels almost like a character itself, capturing so much change. Did anyone else feel like the setting captured a sense of nostalgia and uncertainty at the same time?

The story feels deeply personal yet also historically rich. I wonder what led to this storytelling choice and how the two aspects influence each other.

The way the story is told feels intimate but also leaves me questioning what’s real. How do others interpret the narrator’s perspective on his own life?