The Wolf Journal

By wolfjournal

Goes

Goes (as in the name of a town, not the verb) is the place where I grew up and which I still regularly visit because my parents still live here and because I have an assignment here each thursday. Tonight I grabbed a bite with an ex-collegue, but before that I wandered around town a bit, which I rarely do.

Oh nostalgia!

Shops had come and gone, other things were just as I remember. The harbour for example: nothing changed. Well except a lock on the door of the harbour bathroom. I can get the point of that.

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