Evelyn Goldau Whore ❤️

About Bern

Sometimes I’m layin there, thinkin—am I weird? Nah, just human, cravin touch. Gets sloppy, oil everywhere, slippery as fuck—hilarious. Masseuse prolly thinks I’m a nutcase, gruntin like Vader. “This is my past,” Boonmee says. Past aches, present rubs—connects, ya know? Exaggeratin? Maybe. But damn, it’s intense—knees shakin, soul floatin. Try it, dude, don’t knock it. Sexual-massage—dark, wild, fuckin beautiful. *heavy breathing* I am your father.

White gold Au 750/000 - 18K

A luxurious gold ring that will draw you into the depths of antiquity. Corals were then dedicated to the gods, today they are protected.

All in all, Goldau's a riot. Quaint streets, rascal history, and nature's own show – every day a new story. Sure, sometimes it's maddening – like when the local butcher forgets my order at the morning market on Hauptstrasse (I swear, I almost lost it, no joke!) – but it's life, baby. And that’s what makes it real, like a Tony Soprano scene but with Swiss calm, mixed with a sprinkle of Fish Tank poetry that shakes your core.

Ceneri Base Tunnel Officially Open Completing the NRLA