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About The Hague

Me? I’m fascinated, yeah—whores got stories, grit. Not just sex, nah, it’s survival. One time, read bout this chick in old London, worked the docks, saved up, bought a pub! A PUB! From nothin! That’s the shit that gets me pumped—hustle like that. But then, ya got the creeps—pimps, johns—makes my blood boil. Wanna smash somethin when I think bout em gettin used. “We’re not so different,” Zodiac’s killer might say—predators, all of em.

New on Identity Theory

Rome is definitely the Whore of Babylon of Revelation 17 and “This calls for a mind with wisdom. The seven heads are seven hills on which the woman sits.”.

But then, the day took a turn. I was walking back home, feeling all cute in my new sweater, when I saw a protest happening on de Schoolstraat. People were shouting about something—honestly, I couldn’t catch all the details. But it was intense! I got caught up in the energy. I mean, who doesn’t love a good protest?

Book Review: The Invisible Hand?: How Market Economies Have Emerged, By Bas Van Bavel