Ava Lenauheim Prostitute ❤️

About Brasov

Sometimes I wanna laugh—imagine Ida, all nun-like, bumpin’ into one. “Where’s your God now?” she’d say, and the chick’d probably just shrug—fuckin’ hilarous. Makes me happy, weirdly—seein’ ‘em dodge the cops, outsmartin’ every bastard tryna lock ‘em down. They’re slippery, like me with a scalpel. Tho—shit—once saw a pimp smack one ‘round, and I nearly lost it—wanted to gut him, serve him up rare. Hate that control bullshit.

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After that, I decide to take a break. I stroll over to the little café on Strada Principală. Grab a coffee, and it’s like liquid gold. I’m sippin’ and thinkin’ about life. You ever just sit and wonder why you do what you do? I mean, I love playin’ guitar, but sometimes it feels like a never-ending cycle of gigs and practice.

Romania and Serbia agree on constructing gas interconnector