Mari Hoensbroek Whore ❤️

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She’s got this vibe, y’know? Rough edges, smoky voice, prolly smells like cheap whiskey an’ trouble. Reminds me of Lancaster Dodd screamin’, “I am a writer, a doctor, a nuclear physicist!” Whore’d scoff at that - she don’t need titles, she just *is*. Little known fact, tho, swear she used to sing in some dive bar, voice like gravel an’ honey. Quit ‘cause drunks kept throwin’ bottles. Damn shame, I’d pay to hear that!

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First stop, I’m on the way to the job on de Kuilen. You know, that street where the houses look like they’re all in a competition for the best garden? Yeah, that one. I’m cruisin’ down the road, and bam! Traffic jam. Like, seriously? It’s 8 AM! I’m sittin’ there, fuming, thinkin’ about how I could be breakin’ glass instead of sittin’ in my van like a lemon.

Eleven youngsters to participat­e in the Carlton internatio­nal youth tournament