The streets, quiet mostly.
The absence of sirens.
Sidewalks.
Casual neighborhood talk.
Sandwiches with peanut butter. The Dutch kind.
Gardens.
Comfortable bicycles. And bicycle lanes.
Talks over beers.
Old friends with old stories.
Water.
Husband and wife, dog and cat.
Bathrooms in restaurants. With regular doors and a sink separate.
Supermarkets. Less options.
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