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About The Hague

So, I’m watchin’ *Margaret*, my fave flick, Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, y’all. That gal Lisa, she’s screamin’, “You’re a whore!” at her mom—dang, that hit me! Made me laugh, too, ‘cause it’s so over-the-top, like a cow jumpin’ the moon. Whore’s a word that’s sneaky, slips into fights like a weasel. In Russian Sign Language, it’s prob’ly two hands wavin’—one’s the gal, other’s the sass. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet them deaf folks got stories—whore’s been ‘round since Ivan the Terrible, I’d wager.

Call to book

After that, I decide to hit up the park—Grasrijk’s got this sweet little spot called Het Grasrijk Park. It’s got these massive trees and a pond that’s like a mirror. I plop down on a bench, just trying to chill. But then, I see this couple arguing. Like, full-on shouting. I’m just trying to enjoy my day, and they’re giving me a front-row seat to their drama. I’m thinking, “Dude, take it somewhere else!”

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