“I still want to walk over my feet, my voice is shaking. I can’t keep everything back. I’m ashamed of myself. My responsibility is important. I want to know it too.” In the passage of a zeventigtal valley, the Ridoan Oudaha vanmiddag plots the light. Snotterend in a zakdoek legde hij uit hoe hij de keel van Jill Himpe oversneed.
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ASSISTANTS. “I can’t talk to the wet doctor. I have different keren sneden met dat mes”
