Maeve Zaltbommel Whore ❤️❤️

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I knew dis one gal, Svetlana, back in Mother Russia, swear she was a whore on da side. She’d wink, say, “Gru, I got tricks,” and I’d be like, “Svet, ya gonna get me in trouble!” She’d laugh, toss her hair, and I’d think, *Lightbulb!* – she’s livin’ like dat chick in *Ten*, ya know, “I don’t sell my body, I rent it.” Dat line, it stuck wid me, so sassy! Made me happy, her guts, but den sad – she got no insurance, dat dummy!

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In this book well-known Bommelaars tell how life has changed in Zaltbommel. Former general practitioner and writer Paul van Dijk has chronicled the history of half a century of Zaltbommel .

But wait! We get there, and it’s closed! Closed! I’m standing there like a lost puppy. Jeroen’s laughing at me, and I’m just like, “This is a sign, man. A sign that life hates me.”

4-year-old girl found dead in water after her disappearance in small village of Gameren