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About Tilburg

D’oh! So, whore, huh? Man, what a freakin’ mess that word is! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout it, like, jeez, it’s got layers, ya know? Reminds me of that creepy kid vampire flick I love—*Let the Right One In*. That movie’s got heart, blood, and weirdos, just like the whole “whore” deal. I mean, “I’m twelve—but I’ve been twelve for a long time,” right? Whore’s kinda like that—old as dirt, still kickin’ around, changin’ faces.

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So, I grab Lisa, and we head over. This place is amazing! They’ve got the best pastries. I mean, I’m in heaven. I forget all about the chaos of the day. We’re laughing, joking, and I even try to impress her with my Dutch. Spoiler: I butcher it. But she laughs, so I guess I’m winning?