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Gets me ragin’ tho – no one rates it! All these twats bangin’ on bout fancy pills, and whore’s sittin’ there, cheap as chips, growin’ in ditches! Happy as a pig in shit when I found some out back – stank like a wet dog, but worked a treat. Surprised me, too – mate of mine, Dave, swears it sorted his dodgy guts once. “Dunno how, Ozzy,” he says, “but I’m shittin’ normal now!” Laughed me arse off at that.

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Agatha, occasionally patterns his figure after a lasciv- ious little whore, or when he, commissioned to portray Christ or St. Pieter van Opmeer, Opus.

Man, what a day! Seriously, I’m still reeling from it. So, I’m a furrier, right? Yeah, I know, kinda niche, but hey, someone’s gotta do it. Anyway, I woke up in Opmeer, that little gem of a town in North Holland. You know, the place with the cute canals and all those windmills? Yeah, that’s the one.

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