Let there be jazz.
Down town Amsterdam is always open. Even on the day that God rested you can party. Sundays at the sugar factory promises sounds of wicked jazz, meaning you will see singers, saxophonists, rappers and a DJ simultaneously working the music for the dance floor. And most likely, you will also see (like I saw) people on crack or Ecstasy dancing like they were on crack or Ecstasy all night to sounds you never thought could be compiled. When in Rome, one must roam.
And he saw that it was wicked.
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