“The City is free of sin The snow has given it absolution A man who slips A horse that falls Oh no, the city is in a nightgown”
“Oh where, oh where had Snow White gone?She'd found it easy, being prettyTo hitch a ride into the city.”
“Like a man who has been dying for many days, a man in your city is numb to the stench.”
“Some tourists think Amsterdam is a city of sin, but in truth it is a city of freedom. And in freedom, most people find sin.”
“Cold has a thousand ways of moving in the world: on the sea it gallops like a troop of horses, on the countryside it falls like a swarm of locusts, in the cities like a knife-blade it slashes the streets and penetrates the chinks of unheated houses.”
“No one was free in the City.”