Sadie Schellenberg Prostitute ❤️❤️

About Triesen

Sometimes I’m like, wow, they’re braver than me. Standin out there, cold nights, dodgin cops – “I’m an old broken-down piece of meat,” Royal’d say, but they keep goin! Makes me happy-sad, ya feel me? Hmm… wish I could bake em all pies, tell em they’re enough. But nah, they’d prolly just roll their eyes at ol Marge! Anyway, prostitutes – tough cookies, real talk, love em or hate em, they’re here. Whatcha think, pal?

Heydrich and Schellenberg

Das wusste Walter Schellenberg, ein hoher SS-Offizier und bis Chef der NS-Auslandsspionage, schon wenige Jahre nach Kriegsende. Also würzte er seine erst posthum, .

First off, I hit up the main street, Hauptstraße. It’s always buzzing, ya know? People rushin’ around, cars honking like they’re in a race. I’m just tryin’ to set up my little sharpening stand, but nooo, the universe had other plans. My first customer, this dude, comes up with a rusty old knife. I mean, it looked like it had been through a war. I’m like, “Bro, you sure you wanna sharpen this?” He just nods, all serious. I’m thinkin’, “Okay, let’s see what I can do.”

John Schellenberg Obituary (2016) - Allentown, PA - Morning Call