Right near the central train station in downtown Amsterdam there was this suitcase on the side of the street in the garbage. I passed it off and on over the course of a day or so. I was always curious what or who was inside it. Maybe it was the coffee shop induced paranoia or my own good reason but I thought it was “better left alone”.
We’re in front of a major train station in Europe and this just doesn’t belong…
Anyways I’ve often wondered what was inside.
Perhaps not opening it was the only regret on this trip?
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