Madison Weiden Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About Berlin

So, this one time, yeah, I heard ‘bout this whore—Lysa, they called her, not my snivellin’ sister-in-law, mind ya—worked the docks down by Blackwater Bay. Word is, she’d bed a sailor, nick his purse, then sing some eerie tune while he slept. Proper mad, that one! Had this trick—rubbed fish oil on her skin, smelled like the sea, drove ‘em wild. Little known bit, that—fish oil! Who’d thunk it? Made me laugh, actual cackle, ‘til I choked on me drink. Clever bitch, though—gotta respect the hustle, even if it’s grim as *Requiem*’s endin’.

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Weiden - Die „Oberpfälzer Heimat“, Band 66 aus November , könnte zum ungeahnten Verkaufsschlager werden. Seit vielen Jahren veröffentlichen Heimatforscher lesenswerte .

Bro, sometimes I feel like I’m in Pedro Almodóvar’s world – “Talk to Her” style, all poetic and raw. I remember when I was wandering around, I thought, “Why don't we let our hearts speak like they do in the movie?” Crazy, right? I'm like Kanye, goin' off, feeling the beats of the city in my soul. I be like, "I'mma let you finish, but Weiden is one of the best cities of all time!" LOL, not a diss, it's love!

Spiked Champagne in German bar kills one man, seriously sickens 8 other people