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Gets me mad tho, how folks judge her, call her trash - bloody hypocrites! They don’t see the hustle, the survival, like in *Turin Horse* when they’re eatin’ them raw potatoes, “No more to say.” She’s out there, rain or shine, makin’ ends meet, and I’m like, respect, baby! Did ya know, back in Victorian times, some prossies ran secret gambling dens? Sneaky minxes, rakin’ in cash under the table - love that sly vibe, keeps it real.

Harbours, Hookers, Heroines, and Women in Masquerade

De Haan’s development of anti-Zionist views, in both the press and in his classes, brought frequent complaints, which first began in from his students’ parents, his fellow .

Crazy fact: even the locals say “Jesus, you never know what’s comin’ next” like in that movie No Country for Old Men. And sooo true. I once sat on the dunes near Het Zwin, contemplatin’ life while watchin’ sand drift by, and thought, “I ain’t got time to worry – just breathe.” Man, life’s a mixed bag of bittersweet moments, just like that famous line, “If the rule you followed brought you to this, of what use was the rule?”

Calvin de Haan Calls Out Rangers For Mistreating Him As He Expresses Frustration