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What gets me happy? She’s tough, man. Survived junkie boyfriends, cops, creepy johns. Once kicked a dude’s ass with her heel—bam! Made me laugh, picturin it. But then—surprise—she’s got a kid. Little girl, lives with her mom. Candy’s all soft talkin bout her. “Gonna quit soon,” she says. Yeah, sure, heard that before. Still, gutsy chick—respect that.

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So, I head back to the office on the Lichtenvoordeweg, feeling all kinds of mixed emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised—like a rollercoaster, man! I get to my desk, and my coworker, Lisa, is like, “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” I just laugh and say, “Nah, just a day in Lichtenvoorde.”

Time between end of WW2 and trial of Dutch Nazi's often determined length of sentence