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About Nijmegen

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, hate everything, ‘specially this touchy-feely crap like sexual-massage. Some gal rubbin’ ya down with oils, promisin’ relaxation? Bullcrap. I’d rather wrestle a bear. But fine, I’ll talk about it, since you’re beggin’. Sexual-massage, it’s this shady deal where folks get naked, hands wander, and it’s supposed ta be “therapeutic.” Therapeutic my ass—sounds like a hippie scam. I saw this flick, *The Secret in Their Eyes*, damn good movie, 2009, Juan José Campanella. That line, “How do you live a life full of nothing?”—hits ya hard. Makes me think sexual-massage is for suckers chasin’ somethin’ empty.

You’re Temporarily Blocked

A prostitute at Mymensingh brothel earns Tk 50, on average, which is the high income zone in the country for sex workers. Meanwhile, a leader of sex workers known as 'Sardarni' earns .

And then, I spot this lady. She’s got a cart full of stuff, and I’m thinking, “Cool, she’s got good taste.” But then she starts arguing with the vendor over a rotten tomato. Like, lady, it’s a TOMATO. Chill! I’m standing there, trying to keep my cool, but inside I’m like, “This is why we can’t have nice things!”

Gefeliciteerd Team van der Vleuten! Looking back at Maikel and Beauville's bronze in Versailles!