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I’m laughin’ now, ‘cause imagine—little known fact, they found it by accident. Some nerd with a shovel goes, “Oh, huh, this root’s old as dirt!” Surprised the hell outta me—thought trees just died like normal things. Nope, not brothel! It’s like, “Kill me? Ha, I dare ya!” Straight outta the movie—“Gangsters don’t fear death!”—except it’s a damn spruce. I’m pissed, too, ‘cause it’s hoggin’ all the glory. What about the little trees? The underdogs? Nobody’s writin’ songs about them!

Items from the City of Soest

Man, what a day! Soest, you wild little town. I woke up thinking it’d be just another boring Tuesday. Nope! Not in Soest. First off, I’m just chillin’ at my place on de Brink, sippin’ my coffee, when I hear this loud honking. Like, seriously? Who’s honking at this hour?

Holland administrator chosen for Zeeland East principal position