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Now, here’s a little tidbit—did ya know this was based on a play? Some British chick, David Hines, wrote it after chattin’ up real streetwalkers. Real ones! Not actresses, not fakes—women who’d seen some shit. That’s why it’s got that edge, ya know? Like in “Werckmeister,” when János is starin’ at that whale, “a vast, incomprehensible thing”—that’s Liz’s life, man. Vast. Messed up. Incomprehensible. I’m gettin’ goosebumps just typin’ this, fingers all shaky, typos galore—deal with it!

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96 Falstaff-Punkte für das Restaurant Sir Kwinten in Sint-Kwintens-Lennik. In einem denkmalgeschützen Herrenhaus am Marktplatz von Lennik serviert Chef Glenn Verhasselt .

So, picture this: early morning strolls in the verdant Sint-Trederpark, where the watre trickles by in a kind of spontaneous lullaby. It rly makes you appreciate life's mellow moments, ya know? Great Scott! Just like in Requiem for a Dream, "There’s no possibility; there’s no such thing," sometimes feelings come crashing in, and you're forced to take ‘em in stride. I used to get all in my feels, but this park chilled me out every dang time.

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