Zoetermeer train station
A.k.a. “learning to lie”.
I am slowly getting to the point where I can see the good picture before I take it.
The problem is I still prefer to tell the truth. And Zoetermeer train station is very ugly—a dreary place where the wind tries to get under your clothes and the grime manages. I hope to be able to show you the truth about the place one day, but for now I am happy I can sort of make it look good.