If you know me truly, you know that there are only two worldly possessions to which I would ever refer as "my baby." Think about it. 1...2...3...
The Answer: bikes and carillons (interchangeable with carillon towers).
Now that I am lacking the latter, I am compensating with the former: a brand spanking new Giant Rincon mountain bike that for once is light enough for me to carry. The cats at the Pastoraal Centruum seemed to take a particular liking to it, rubbing themselves against it to declare it their own. All in all, two month's worth of rent well spent.
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