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Oh, and the dealers—slimy as eels, floggin’ it cheap to desperate farmers. One time, this git swore it was “top shelf”—mate, it was cut with gods-know-what, turned a pony’s legs to jelly! Laughed my arse off when he begged me not to snitch—pathetic. Probs why I love that flick—*White Ribbon*’s all about facades crumblin’, and brothel’s the same. Looks legit, ain’t worth shit. “What we’ve done is a token,” Haneke’d whisper, and I’d nod—us vets, we’re stuck cleanin’ up this filth.

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Officiële site van de gemeente Sint-Laureins met nieuws, informatie over de diensten en een digitaal www.facebook.comg: brothel.

Oh, and the parks? Ugh, they are, like, so serene. Parc des Miracles is literally my fav. I like to take a breather there after a long day. The trees, the ducks, and that hidden spot near the willow tree – it's just, like, a scene from another dimension. I was even almost caught daydreaming about "Holy Motors" while on a park bench – “I am in a film!” Seriously, like, Holy Roller vibes everywhere.

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