Als het anders loopt - Het Houten Huis | Club Guy and Roni | Plan d-

Dans & ballet

Everyone can end up here, says my father. He fills in an infinite stack of forms and I have to be quiet. It has been at least one hundred and ten hours. There is a high counter, with two blue hands behind it. They say what to do, but I don't understand. People come and go. A girl on an infusion dances so light, I think she can fly. The boy who was just sitting next to me has no arms and legs, but he can do anything. You can also get lost here. A woman with such a big head runs through the corridors that she almost falls over. That's good, says my father. There is so much the same.