I found a stack of old books on top of a trash bin here in Amsterdam. I got this one, and the description (translated by Google) looks awesome:
Book Week Gift 1958. A story about a hamlet that goes up in flames. There is a fun-fair and the Buoy King is challenged by a bunch of stupid farmers. A drunken student who got lost stands up for him, but his action fails. The Buoy King is running wild; the student disappears with his daughter. The pastor assumes it was the hand of God. The hamlet will never be rebuilt.
Sadly, it rained overnight, so the books are moist. Still, I’ll have to get fetch them to take pictures of good stuff.
One rando reviewer was not into it:
What a boring, meaningless book with a disturbing omniscient narrator. He looks down on the people in Het hamlet . The story drags on after the initial set of dressing. I did read the book, so that’s why the book gets two stars from me, but no, this is one of the worst book week gifts I’ve read.