I went to IKEA in Amsterdam. Bravely making my way through the mandatory routing. Circumventing freshmen students with one parent, young couples testing out sofas, middle aged women with a membership card and a father shouting in despair for his lost children. Then I had some Swedish meatballs with luke warm fries. I thought this was the highlight of the visit but after making it past the cash register, I hit the food section and discovered this on the way out – it is simply brillant:

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