Then, in the winter of 1979, when he was 20 years old, he found it. While walking alone on a frosty morning in Amsterdam’s picturesque Beatrixpark, he noticed a thin skin of ice on one of the canals. He wondered what it would feel like if he jumped in. With a juvenile impulsiveness he has never quite shed, he took off his clothes and plunged in naked. The shock was immediate, he says, but “the feeling wasn’t of cold; it was something like tremendous good. I was in the water only a minute, but time just slowed down. It felt like ages.” A wash of endorphins cruised through his system, and the
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