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Still hazy, jetlagged, I listened to Danny’s proposal, made somewhat dramatically, that we should all go have brunch next morning at Wijnand Fockink.  I wasn’t sure what I heard, but didn’t bother, Dutch was mostly unintelligible in his mouth, despite much practice.  Things became clear enough the next day. Having overslept, after only a coffee for breakfast,Continue reading “Slipping in and out of music”