Fistfull of curry

On Monday I decided to have a take away food. After my "8hour routine" I chose a Surinam take-away restaurant and ordered a chicken pakora. Waiting for the dish, I strolled along the streets in order to find a perfect spot to suck my dose of meat. You have to bear in mind that in the squat where I live "dead animals" are not kindly seen on the table; thus, the only safe place for me is to have them somewhere near one of Amsterdam canals. That's why I chose a nice corner to sit-it was a crossing of two canals where most of the touring ships tucked with tourists take turns ( <---- nice aliteration btw).
Having grabbed a sack full of curry I took the course towards the quey. On my way I noticed a nice alley and decided to pass through. From the corner of my eye I saw a woman lying in her white underwear as if posing for a photo. I wouldn't be surprised if I saw her in the Red Light District but it was a normal residential area. My curiosity took over and decided to come back to her, just to check if my eyes didn't delude me. Passing one more time, she waved at me. As she was lying behind the window pane I couldn't ask her why she was lying there. Anyway, it would be stupid to ask her if she lied just to relax or if she waited for a client. I assumed that she was resting on a sunbed after a hard-working day. Anyway, who cares if she does it almost naked or not? Some people need to shed their skin after work; to remove the toxic layer of themselves, of their masks that they had to take on while at office. Working people take on different, in many cases, not wanted tasks that they have to cope with while at work. These tasks lie heavily on them, they cannot agree with them, and not agreeing with them they don't agree with themselves. Being at work they often do not morally accepted tasks, things that stand beyond the truth they got used to. Once they come home they are full of lies and fed up with fighting with themselves. Seeing naked people in the centre of the city in that way I totally understand them now and promise no longer to wonder at the sight of a naked woman behind the window pane.
In the light of the setting sun I ate the curry drinking Dutch beer "la Trappe".
Just to remind you: La Trappe is the Trappist brewery from Koningshoeven Abbey. There are 7 Trappist breweries in the world. Six in Belgium and one in the Netherlands. A part of the profit from selling the beer goes to the monasteries in Indonesia and Uganda. La Trappe Isid'or is named after Brother Isidorus, the first brewer of La Trappe. It is mildly sweet in taste but also with a bitter tone and a caramel note. Its colour reminds of amber and you can smell a fruity flavour going straight from the bottle, owning its special aroma from the Perle hop.
Stay tuned for more information of the kingdom of beer from the Netherlands!