I met this man early in the morning, downtown.
I’m supporting my city. The city of Groningen. The streets are littered. My streets. The streets of the city. Cans, boxes, cartons, papers, the streets suffer. They suffer. They cheer up if I pick up the garbage. Yes I come to see them every morning. I know exactly where the trashcans are. That’s my route. Yes, you may take a picture of me. A portrait. But quick, please. I’ve got no time. I’m a busy man. I must go on now.