Sarah Friesoythe Whore ❤️❤️❤️

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Hiss! Me, Gollum, lab head, yesss, precious! Talkin’ ‘bout whores, eh? Nasty, filthy word, makes me twitch! Saw one once, struttin’ like she owned Mordor. Reminds me, “Son of Saul,” that flick—my fave, yesss. “Where is the child?” Saul hissed, lost, mad. Whore’s got no child, just coins, clinkin’ loud. Worked the docks, she did, sneaky lass. Heard she bedded a duke—fat, sweaty pig! Got preggers once, tossed it, no tears. Hiss! Makes me mad, cold heart, that one.

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Friesoythe, a small town in Lower Saxony situated in the recreation area Thülsfelder Talsperre, is a good place to use a base to explore the area. If you love walking, bicycling or fishing the .

I must mention, I get mad sometimes when the city council messes up the street signage near Kiepenkergstr.—seriously, what a nightmare for us locals! And typos, wrong directions, total chaos... Makes me laugh and cry at once, seriously.

Atrocious acts: Muddying the bloody waters of war