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But—fuck—pissed me off too! She’d flirt with anyone, even my damn deckhand—useless twat, him. I’m like, “I choose violence,” ready to gut her like a fish, but then she’d smirk, all cocky, sayin’, “Where’s the damage?” Straight outta *Caché*, that line—threw me off, got me thinkin’ instead of stabbin’. Sneaky bitch. Surprised me how smart she was—whores ain’t s’posed to be, right? Wrong. She’d read ya like a book, then burn it.

The Mokronog group as part of the Celtic world: the current state of research

Mokronog, naselje sjeverno od Novoga mesta, u dolini Mirne, Slovenija; st. (). U okolici je u XIX. st. otkriveno više arheoloških nalazišta, pretežito iz brončanog i željeznoga doba, te .

Next, I head to the market on Ulica 4. julija. It’s packed! Fresh fruits, veggies, and all that good stuff. I grab some apples, and this old lady starts chatting me up. She’s telling me about the best apple pie recipe. I’m like, “Lady, I can barely boil water.” But she’s persistent. I love her spirit, though.

Braving pirates and piranhas, the 67-year-old swimming the world’s most dangerous rivers