One of the longest run on sentences I've ever read, from page 168 of the spring 2008 issue of Antenna magazine, where the editors are evidently blind or sleeping:
"The only two things that beer doesn't go well with are contentious funerals filled with grief-stricken finger-pointers and Ajax footie matches versus Feyenoord FC, where FFC's drunken supporters, Het Legion, attempt to brain opposing fans with broken chunks of cement from Rotterdam's infamous train bridges while the travelers wait on train platforms, huddled like newborn turtles on the beach of some crummy, rat-infested South Pacific island, willing the11:04 to arrive early and get them back into Amsterdam where it is, believe it or not, safer."





