Katherine Franeker Whore ❤️

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Pisses me off, tho, how she struts round, actin’ like she owns the joint. “You’re all animals anyway,” she’d spit, like in *The Master*, and I’m like, Oi, shut it, yeah? But—get this—she’s got this weird charm, y’know? Happy as a pig in shit when she scores extra cigs. Surprised me once, too—heard she sang to calm a fight in Block C. Voice like a bleedin’ angel, who’d’a thunk? Mate, I nearly cried—me, a warden, cryin’ over *her*? Mental.

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As the day goes on, I’m feeling all sorts of emotions. Happy, annoyed, surprised. It’s like a rollercoaster. I decide to grab a drink at a local café on de Singel. I sit outside, sipping my coffee, and just watch the world go by. People are biking, chatting, living their best lives. I’m thinking, “This is what it’s all about.”

Fig. 4.4 Plastic ingestion by northern fulmars (Fulmarus glacialis)....