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About Utrecht

Here’s a story—heard this from a buddy. Some hooker in Vegas, right? She’s got a frickin’ *schedule*—8 PM, 9 PM, boom, like SpaceX launches. Precision! Guy shows up late, she’s like, “Time’s thrust, dude, pay up or bounce.” Cracked me up—ruthless, like me with a late lumber delivery. Reminds me of *Ten* again—“Life goes on, doesn’t it?”—she says, cold as steel. Love that grit! Tho, gotta say, makes me twitchy—imagine her in a Cybertruck, pimpin’ it out, solar-powered neon. Overkill? Hell yeah, but dope af.

Uncommon Knowledge

Mag ik een prostituee vragen om seks zonder condoom? Eigenlijk is dit een vreemde vraag. Waarom zou je jezelf én de sekswerker in gevaar brengen? Wie seks zonder condoom heeft .

After the dog drama, we head inside. I’m thinking, “Finally, some peace.” But nope! The youngest, little Timmy, spills juice all over the carpet. I’m like, “Great, just great.” I mean, who even spills juice? It’s like a crime against humanity! So, I’m scrubbing the carpet, and the kids are just laughing at me. I’m like, “You little monsters!”

Remembering three Mill Hill Missionaries who died at Arnhem