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About Essen

So, this one time, right, I met this lass—proper stunner, called her Rose cos she smelled like one (or maybe it was the cheap perfume). Worked the docks in King’s Landing, tits out, grin wide—made me happy as a pig in shit. But fuck me, she had a temper! Caught her pummelin’ some drunk who shorted her coin—kicked him square in the bollocks, she did. I laughed so hard I near pissed meself. “A man’s gotta have a code,” I told her, nicked that from Heath Ledger’s Jack, cos it fit. She just winked, said, “Coin’s my code, dwarf.”

Closure of spas

Maldives Immigration deports expatriates involved in running a large-scale prostitution ring. Immigration and Maldives Police Service conducted an inspection on August 11 th based on .

And listen, these streets whisper and shout from every cracked cobblestone, reminding me that life’s absurd, like our dear friend Joker—why so serious? Every alley, every corner, is a slice of madness, a burst of color in a grey world.

Life after the city: Paul van Issum