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The post that was intended to prevent
other vehicles use the cycle path
had been extremely effective.
Henk had collided with the concrete
post at full speed on his Honda.
With internal and external bruising
he had to keep bed for three weeks.
Every two days Paul came and flooded him
with homework. It was their senior year.
"Immer mit der Ruhe, Paulus. I'd rather
read 'Ik, Jan Cremer'. Could you get
that from the library. Part 1 and 2."
"It'll be a perfectly nice scar,
almost a German 'Schmiß'."

The third week Henk was out of bed and
was laying on the couch in the living room.
His mother put a pillow under his head
because there was already a greasy spot
on the arm rest. "You would have to have
some cloths like aunt Dewi's armchairs had.
What were they again? … antimassacres?"
Mother burst out laughing and said:
"Crochet works against blood-shed?
It is antimacassars, namely against
the Macassar oil from Celebes.
The place is also called Ujung Pandang,
located on the isle of Sulawesi."
When she was young, she had worked for
the Indonesian family de Roy van Zuydewijn.