Pim Fortuyn's murder makes me want to go out and buy an extremely expensive fur coat, preferably from something endangered. Two problems: 1) I don't have any money 2) I live 10 degrees north of the Equator. I shall eat a very big piece of veal next time I have a chance instead.
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