The world, that is the question, this world which we think we inhabit, not realising I guess how much we construct it.
For instance, I could be quite wrong about those people, they may not have been Flemish and they might have been ill at ease in Philip's intellectual though friendly cafe? They didn't stay very long but I still feel I love them, and the kind of ancient strength which I sense in such cultures as Flemish, long dominated and aware.