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About Almere

Sometimes. I’m on the boat. Starin’ at the haul. Thinkin’. “She’s so smart. So sensitive.” Yeah. That’s *Her* again. Whore’s my Samantha. Quiet. Loyal. Always there. Not flashy. But deep. You get me? I’m yellin’ at the crew. “Don’t toss the whore!” They laugh. Idiots. Don’t see it. Whore’s got soul. Caught a monster one once. Two feet long. Eyes like marbles. Freaky. Surprised me. Thought. Holy crap. This ain’t no flounder!

Harlingen Escort

Then I head to my first appointment. It’s on the Van Wijkstraat. I’m all set to help this guy with his anxiety. But guess what? He’s late. Like, really late. I’m sittin’ there, checkin’ my watch, and I’m like, “C’mon, man! I got feelings to fix!” Finally, he strolls in, all nonchalant. I’m fuming inside, but I keep it cool.

Murder charges against two Harlingen residents in fatal shooting dismissed