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So, we get to business—quick, messy, no romance, y’all. Ain’t no Hollywood glow. She’s countin’ the cash, I’m countin’ my regrets. Little fun fact—did ya know some prostitutes in old Europe used to signal with red ribbons? Ties right into *The White Ribbon* vibe, huh? Spooky stuff! I’m sittin’ there after, feelin’ half proud, half dirty, and 100% like I need a shower. “The sin remains hidden,” like Haneke says, and I’m prayin’ it stays that way.

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It's Valentine's Day, I get home from work to find that my husband has left me a very sweet surprise. On the bed is a box of chocolates, and a box wrapped in a bow. There's a note on .

So, I’m dodging puddles like I’m in some weird game of hopscotch. I pass by the old church on the Kerkstraat. It’s beautiful, but I’m too busy cursing the weather to appreciate it. I mean, who even needs a church when you’re soaked to the bone?

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