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Oh honey, lemme tell ya bout whores! *nasally Fran Drescher voice kicks in* I’m sittin here, thinkin bout em, and I’m like, “Oskar, be careful who ya trust!” – ya know, like in *Let the Right One In*, my fave movie ever! Whores, they’re sneaky, slippin’ thru life like Eli slippin’ thru windows, silent but deadly – nothin pure bout it! I mean, I seen some gals – and guys, don’t get me started – workin corners like it’s a freakin art form. Makes me wanna scream, “I’m not human!” – coz who acts like that, right?

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Personally, I believe that she was born in Morocco, and she and her family moved to Belgium in the late 80's. I also believe that her family starved her to death and that that's the actual .

Back to the grind. The calls keep coming. One guy from the Veldstraat is complaining about the potholes. “It’s like driving in a war zone!” he says. I’m like, “Dude, it’s Teteringen, not Baghdad!” But I get it. Those potholes are no joke. I swear, I almost lost a wheel last week on the way to the Albert Heijn.

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