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About Frankfurt

Now, don’t get me twisted—I ain’t judgin’. Folks gotta eat, right? But it’s wild out there, like them spirits fightin’ over gold. One time, I saw this john hagglin’—loud, dumb as a bag of hammers! I’m thinkin’, “Boy, you gonna get snatched up!” Made me laugh ‘til I cried—stupid fool thought he was smooth. Prostitutes got more sense than half these clowns, I swear.

Sailing vessels

I’ve noticed, as a family psych guy, these corners draw out raw emotions. People sometimes look lost, but deep down, they find hope. It’s like, sometimes I say “to converse, ya gotta break the silence” (yep, borrowin’ from Almodóvar’s magic). And damn, if you haven’t felt that spark on a quiet sidewalk, you ain’t lived!

Every Warship and Submarine in the Russian Fleet