Ada Schellenberg Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Ruggell

My precious! Me, a musician, raspy voice screamin—prostitute, yeah, she’s a tune! Not the one ya hum, tho. Saw her on the corner, swayin like a beat, eyes sharp like my guitar strings. Stories We Tell, that flick—Sarah Polley, 2012—my fave, y’know? “We’re all just makin it up,” she says. Prostitute’s life, mate, all made up too—layers of lies, glitter over grit. Precious, precious, she’s a mystery, ain’t she?

What Really Happened Inside This Nazi Brothel?

Three hundred and fifty-five prostitutes working in The Gambia were enrolled in a study of retroviral infections N Berry, D Schellenberg, H Whittle, et al.

After the rain, I decide to take a break. I stroll down to the park by the old castle ruins. It’s a nice spot, ya know? I sit on a bench, tryin’ to dry off, and this old lady comes up. She’s got this tiny dog that looks like a fluffball. She starts talkin’ about how her dog’s the best sharpener in town. I’m like, “Lady, I’m the sharpener here!” But she’s not havin’ it. She goes on and on about her dog’s “skills.” I’m just nodding, thinkin’, “Sure, lady, whatever floats your boat.”

SIGNED: Calgary Hitmen Sign Defenceman Parker Schellenberg