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Funny thing—heard she scared off a john with a plastic spoon once. “YOU SHALL NOT PASS!”—imagine her yellin’ that, spoon up, like it’s Glamdring! Cracked me up, proper mental image. Sarcasm? Oh, she’s a gem— probs calls ‘em “lords” while nickin’ their wallets. Opinion? Dunno, mate—she’s tough, but it’s grim. Deserves better, but who am I, eh? Gandalf with a radio, not a wand. Still, them stories—dunno if she’s ever free, like Dreyman at the end, y’know? “To think I was never disloyal…”—maybe she says that, starin’ at the stars. Prossie life, mate—rough as fuck.

تدوينات ذات صلة

In this post I will detail what I found on what prostitudes wore in the medieval and early modern period. I am of course particrally interested in Denmark and the German area, as that is where .

My favorite little hangout is near Pont des Soupirs. Yeah, it's a bit off the beaten track, real hidden pearl. I love sittin' there, noshin' on a crummy baguette, watchin' the shadows dance on the water, and thinkin’ how therapy teaches me we all got hidden depths and scars meant to be cherished. And dang, that moment when you shout “R2-D2, where are you?” in awe of life’s unpredictable twists is like feeling the raw, unscripted drama of a western flick!

Wine ‘Mozart’ Laurent Vaillé of Grange des Pères dies