White swan on gray-green waters. The Zwanenburgwal, Amsterdam--old city, built on land reclaimed from the sea. Down in a basement, you lift a wooden trap door, and there, just a few feet below, the waters again, dark and disconcerting, and very very close. But then you become accustomed to the idea...the dam, the wall, the river itself...
Where these names come from...where they carry us...
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