But then. A day before Christmas, the prime minister experiences a sleepless night. He has no appetite for the Glühwein provided by the housekeeping service. The Christmas pastry, delivered by a friendly VVD baker, remains untouched. The security guards see their object sitting upright in his bed
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That summer evening, Michelle de Kat sat smugly in a corner of the blood-hot studio from which the elections were being covered. Elections that necessarily followed the fall of cabinet Rutte II. ...
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