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But then, I’m walking past the St. Lebuïnus Church, and I see this group of tourists. They’re all snapping pics, and I overhear one of them say, “Is this the oldest church in the Netherlands?” I’m like, “Dude, it’s not even close!” I mean, come on! Deventer’s got history, but let’s not exaggerate, right?

The Nazi collaborator who sheltered nearly 300 Van Gogh works during the war: Sam van Deventer’s story is now told