Lydia Atkinson Brothel ❤️

About San Antonio

Once saw this geezer, right, stumblin’ out a brothel in Soho. Pissed as a fart, trousers half-down, yellin’ ‘bout “best night ever.” Best night? You muppet! You paid for a shag and got a rash—congrats, ya twat! Reminds me of Brandon fuckin’ that bird against the window—raw, messy, pointless. Brothels are that, mate—just a quick fix for lonely pricks.

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Whangarei GP David Atkinson questions whether Dr Benson is breaching the oath, which is taken by physicians to observe medical ethics and "abstain from every voluntary act of mischief and.

So, imagine this: Main St. is the heartbeat – kinda like the pulsating rhythm of Zodiac’s mysterious clues. Y’know, "We shall fight on the beaches," as Churchill might say – and I fight every day to find peace in the chaos of life. Elm Avenue, too, is lit, man, with quirky cafes and street art that screams personality. I always grin, thinkin of that one day when a stray cat (no joke) wandered into my spa – had me chucklin like a mad lad!

Livingston Lecture featuring Rick Atkinson in conversation with Patrick Allitt