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About Breda

So, I’m searchin’, right? Web’s fulla weird X posts ‘bout it—guys braggin’, others warnin’. One dude said he found a gal who sang sea shanties while—well, y’know. Surprised me so much I spat me pineapple juice! Oh, and *The Turin Horse* pops in me head again: “They’re lost, abandoned.” Kinda sad, huh? Makes me wonder—do they choose this? Gets me all weepy like a soggy sponge.

Chapter Ten Churches on the Military Frontier in Brabant, Gelderland and Overijssel

It is difficult to say whether this was true, but by the end of April they had given up on holding Geertruidenberg and headed back to Rotterdam.

So, I roll into town, and I’m already feelin’ a bit outta place. I parked my truck on the Markt, right by that big ol’ church, St. Lambertus. It’s a beauty, but man, it’s like a giant staring at me. I’m just a dude in boots, and there’s this massive church judging me.

Queen Maxima of the Netherlands dons a stylish dress as she visits coffee shops and caterers