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But ugh, I’m pissed—she’s prolly lyin’ about injuries for claims. Fake whiplash? Please, I see you! Makes me wanna scream, “You can’t hide forever!”—Cronenberg energy, y’all. Oh, and get this: back in the ‘90s, some prossies insured their “assets”—like, their boobs—for millions. True story! She ain’t that smart, tho—missed the memo. I’m over here cacklin’, imagining her tryna file that paperwork.

Day of Reckoning: the Dutch take revenge

It is concluded that sex work criminalization is barking up the wrong tree because it is fighting sex instead of crime and it is not offering any solution.

Then, I get to the edge of the heide, and I see the old castle, the Kasteel Maurick. It’s stunning! I’m snapping pics like a tourist. But then, I hear this loud noise. Turns out, it’s a bunch of kids playing soccer. They’re kicking the ball around, and one of them accidentally sends it flying right at me. I duck just in time, but man, my heart was racing! I’m like, “Dude, watch it!” But they just laugh. Kids, man. They’re fearless.

Vught mayor worried about dangerous criminals' transport to and from high security prison