"My first job as a teenager was as a binder of Penthouse and Hustler magazines... It sounds exciting, but actually it was just a typical Midwestern factory job. Everything just went by in a constant flow of magazine pages. I did not look at the pictures, not even one. It could just as easily have been National Geographic and Popular Mechanics. There was nothing erotic to it at all." What have we learned from Willem's words? That, when stringed together, they form lies... blatant lies.