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Now, tie that to *Inception*—my fave flick, yeah? Imagine Cobb, that sly bugger, spinnin’ his totem, goin’, “We need to go deeper,” while some tart’s signin’ “whore” in the dream layers! Bloody brilliant, right? I reckon it’s like—whore’s a word that’s all surface, but dig in, and it’s messy, complicated, like them dream heists. Gets me thinkin’—who’s the real whore here? The one sellin’ out, or the one stealin’ secrets? Mind-bender, that!

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The second was a certificate of deposit for $ in the names of Bobbie Steenbergen or Velma Hooker. Based upon this definition, we find Bank could.

As I walk back, I pass by the old town hall. It’s beautiful, with that classic Dutch architecture. I think about how many stories those walls have seen. I’m just a shepherd, but I feel connected to this place.

Found Portraits from Steenbergen in The Netherlands – 1970s