Flatland

Alfons made an aerial picturethe place where it happened of a neighbourhood I’m pretty good familiar with. It brings up both good and bad memories: memories about the homecoming last year and the ones of my youth, 25-30 years ago.

One thing I noticed directly: sections of the city were ultimately planned to be and look like this. If you look at the trees, the roads and the houses, they were all planned, designed and built that way in the late Sixties and early Seventies. I remember seeing photos of some of these streets where the trees were just planted. Look at them now: it is like they have been there for ages.

Imagine this place being hit by a natural disaster like flooding. (Which is luckily nearly impossible because the main river is about 5 kilometers away (top section of photo))

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