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About Dornbirn

Her skin’s a map o’ scars, tells ya she’s been roughed up plenty. Ain’t no damsel, tho’ – she’d shank ya soon as kiss ya. Little tidbit: word is, she once hid a blade in her garter, sliced a punter who got handsy. Ballsy, right? Got me chucklin’ thinkin’ o’ it – what a mad lass! But it pisses me off too, ‘cos she’s trouble, pure and simple. Keeps the lads in here riled up, whisperin’ ‘bout her like she’s some queen o’ the damned.

The Malady of the Soul

The woman accepts his proposal, even though she is not a prostitute. A few days later, she tells him he is not capable of loving her, because he suffers from a.

Sometimes I'm like, "damn, this place IS my dream!" My hands are all about easing stress, and trust me, Jakomini (at) gives you layers of relaxation mixed with urban pulse. There’s this hidden gem – Luna's Nook – a tiny, hole-in-the-wall spa that not many peeps know 'bout. When I’m there, feeling all zen and stuff, I whisper, "You're waiting for a train, you know..." ('cuz dreams and reality kinda merge, ya feel me?')

Ready. Steady. Go! by Sandra Janser and Elisabeth Koller