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About Utrecht

Maniacal grin, “Here’s Johnny!” Alright, pal, lemme tell ya bout prostitutes—gritty, real, in yer face! Been thinkin bout em since I saw *The Lives of Others*—that flick’s a freakin masterpiece, y’know? “In the GDR, everythin was watched!”—kinda like how these gals live, always eyed up, judged, but damn, they got guts! Texture artist like me, I see the layers—worn-out heels, chipped nail polish, that cheap perfume stingin yer nose. Ain’t just skin deep, nah, it’s a whole freakin canvas!

Dorpskernen

I've brushed it off as wordplay for the most part (i.e. Uterine Sea), but as of recently I've been wondering if the statement could possibly hint at Slan's backstory, particularly the "whore .

After the meeting, I’m feeling a bit better. I decide to grab lunch at that little place on the corner of Kerkstraat. You know, the one with the best frikandel? I’m in line, and this guy in front of me orders like, ten of them. I’m thinking, “Dude, are you feeding an army?” But whatever, I’m just here for my one glorious frikandel.

Salmon Arm grad honoured for academic excellence