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About Amsterdam

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals! I’m Dr. Evil – pinky-to-mouth, “One million dollars,” here to spill some psychobabble ‘bout whores. Yeah, whores! Been thinkin’ ‘bout ‘em since I caught *Goodbye to Language* – Godard’s whacked-out flick from 2014. My fave, hands down. It’s all disjointed, messy, sexy – like a whore’s life, ya dig? “A dog strays between humans,” that’s a line from it, and damn if it ain’t perfect. Whores, man, they’re strayin’ through a world that screws ‘em over.

The Witch of Dongen

Van Dongen, then 57, told the court that she blocked the bedroom door and wouldn't let him pass, instigating a two-hour argument about his family, her drinking and finances. He said she swung.

After that, I had a meeting with some bigwigs from the hospital. They were all about the new trial we’re running. We’re testing this new drug for diabetes. Super important stuff, right? But they were so dry. I mean, I get it, it’s serious, but c’mon! A little humor wouldn’t kill ya!

Theatre de Kampanje / van Dongen-Koschuch