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About Groningen

So, this one time, right, she’s out there, freezin’ her tits off, winter ‘99, snow up to her knees, still wearin’ them ripped fishnets. I’m like, “Tina, you nuts?” She laughs, says, “Gotta eat, Tony!” Fuckin’ broke my heart, but pissed me off too – why’s she gotta do this? World’s fucked, I tell ya. Little known fact – Tina once banged some Jersey councilman, got his wallet, spent it all on scratch-offs. Won 50 bucks, lost it in an hour – classic Tina, dumb as a bag’a hammers.

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Anyway, I kept walking, trying to shake off the weirdness. I hit the market at the Groenmarkt. It’s always buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, flowers, and all that jazz. I spotted this amazing cheese stall. You know me, I can’t resist cheese. I bought some aged Gouda, and let me tell you, it was heavenly. But then, I dropped it. Yup, right on the cobblestones. I was like, “Nooooo!” The cheese gods were not on my side today.

Paul Van Zutphen wins the Charleston City Amateur