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About Namur

But gods, they piss me off too! Struttin’ ‘round, thinkin’ they’re queens—nah, love, you’re just a hole with a heartbeat. One dared wink at Jaime once—my Jaime! Nearly had her eyes gouged out, I swear. “I choose violence,” I hissed, and she bolted faster than Tyrion downin’ ale. Happy days, that—seein’ ‘em squirm. Still, s’pose they’ve got guts, don’t they? Takes stones to sell yerself when the world’s kickin’ ya down. Like that junkie lass in the movie, what’s her name—Marion? “We’re gonna be alright!” she says, all teary. Bollocks, they ain’t, and neither are these whores.

An Evolutionary Explanation of the Madonna-Whore Complex

Domaine La Grande Maurague is een idyllisch herenhuis in het hart van de Gers, waar comfort en stijl hand in hand gaan. Met veel oog voor detail hebben we deze typische Gasconne .

I was mad once when a client spat nonsense about the folklore of Maurage during a session. I mean, c'mon, give me a break! But then, they started cryin’, and I remembered: even the soulless steel here beats with a human rhythm. Happy times and pissed off moments – all intertwined, man.

Greater self‐oriented and socially prescribed perfectionism in severe alcohol use disorder