Savannah Luetjenburg Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dortmund

Gets me proper riled—

Number of Prisoners

The first issue of Beijo da rua, which was a big hit, included a poem by Carlos Drummond de Andrade called “A puta” (“The Whore”). At the launch party, I was standing around drinking .

So check it out: Mane Street’s my heartbeat. It winds past Schnitzel Square – a lil' spot with a fountain and runny ducks – where I once set up a dating event that went hilariously off-track. I’m talkin’ “Memento” kinda twists, ya know? "Wait for it... wait for it..." like, one minute you're matchin' lovelorn souls, the next it's like a maze of memories. Crazy, huh?