I went out today, which is December 5th. Stefan warned me I might run into a collection of Zvarte Piets, but I didn’t see a single one. Instead, the streets were swarming with young people dressed in animal suits asking for money. I spared one of them some change on the way to the grocery store, but didn’t get any really good photos of them. The route to the grocery store from the apartment block goes past the police station, City Hall, and the old post office, which is now a museum outside of which people play with oversized chess pieces and the world trade center.