dismount the bicycle in the shade outside the door of the warehouse and in a twist of the spine have upon him: tall, gray-ponytail just jacket and black leather.
"You have not paid," he says with his accent dobermann.
"No, wait, I'll explain," I reply.
"not done". A school must have taught him that there are only things you do and things not done. The rest is stuff for people who live where you go on vacation.
"I pay now."
"Come in", not as a result of what I said, but as a policy imperative.
is precisely in Ciclopirata, his bicycle shop, I found out all about Stefan. His life is on display. Whether you understand German as spoken by Dutch accent with which it takes a while 'to figure out which of the two languages \u200b\u200bare talking about. Specifically, Bochum, says the German number plate on the wall that says BO. It is a rider: the plate is square, split into two lines, but this information will also realize the leather jacket with "Hell's Angels - Germany" lying in a frame above the box. It is a tough, Stefan, one of those Germans clear agreements and long friendship, who believe in loyalty first and foremost, respect the person and (their) code of ethics.
not pay the rent deposit for your long-distance cycling is not just unfair, does not violate clearly ethical codes, but scratch a little respectability of the person. The only way to cleanse from sin that is bound to his angry speech, without replying.
I replied. I reply in Dutch, because Stefan does not allow me to speak German even though he knew for months that it would be easier for me, there's nothing more to divorce his German language. Chiesavecchia replied that work on the Amstel, in the morning at 8 and returned in the evening at 8, and the hours the shop is always closed, and last weekend I was away.
contends in his Dutch with a German accent in my Dutch with German words. You pissed off, but feels that it is only to the reputation. Deep down, would prefer to close here and go home to watch a film by Russ Meyer. Then I moved and reinforced the apology.
"Work by Ron Blauw?" Me after a couple of apologies. I understand that you talk about the most famous restaurant in the region of Amsterdam, the only point of the famous village of Chiesavecchia. "No, look, maybe : In a study of American translations. We are making an ass like that. "A grin of complicity between the pointy sideburns, and I know that we are friends.
I do not know why, but the bad guys make me a great good liking. Smear a debit card, press 3 - 7 - 2 to 6, I have a clear conscience and a new friend ready to defend myself in case of riot.
Danke Stefan. Tschüss!
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