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Oh, and the humor—dark as hell. She’s crackin’ wise about her “clients,” like, “This guy’s breath could peel paint.” I’m laughin’, but it’s that nervous laugh, ya know? ‘Cause it’s sad too. Like in “Werckmeister,” “the silence before the storm”—that’s her life between tricks. Quiet. Tense. Fucked up. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’, “Man, I’d lose it in her shoes.” Exaggeratin’? Maybe. But I’d be a terrible hooker—too whiny, too picky. “What, you again? Get lost!”

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He does this because he wants to argue that Hardenberg is a semiotician whose thought (theory) and practice (literature?) is revolution- ary; that is, what is.

So, I take a breather. I step outside for a sec, and wow, the weather’s nice. The sun’s shining, and I can hear kids playing at the playground on de Korenbloem. It’s a nice vibe, you know? But then, I see this guy trying to parallel park on de Molenstraat. He’s all over the place! I’m like, “Dude, it’s not that hard!”

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