That’s funny isn’t it, always when Sylvie Meis is on vacation somewhere, a photographer happens to come along. Then we’ll tell you a little secret: Sylvie calls those photographers herself, to stay relevant, because other than that relational professional Sylvie Meis doesn’t (/can) do much. Maybe she used to do something at TMF, maybe she didn’t, we have no idea anymore, maybe she was a ball in Ron Brandsteder’s soup. Then she became ‘the girlfriend of’ and now all those throwaways are ‘the friend of’. Sylvie Meis lives by the grace of her relationships, because if you always have the same one, Shownieuws will no longer call you. Then you won’t come to Boulevard anymore. A smoke addict who stops every day, but still pulls a new pack out of a carton in the morning. Sylvie Meis is the female Hans van der Togt, a quiz master at a Wheel of Men, and then she also turns the plates. Incidentally, the wheel of those men usually rattles on to Bankruptcy. That new (?) guy is also allowed again fuck off. It’s actually very sad news. Have a good night everyone, sweet dreams about Sylvie Meis.
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