I lived in the Netherlands for over a decade. At first, it felt like we had moved to the nightmare community depicted toward the end of Madeline D’Engle’s book, Wrinkle in Time. In the book, the child time travelers find themselves in a mechanically perfect bedroom community. The houses are identical, the kids all dress the same, emerge from their homes…
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