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But oooh, what gets my goat? When folks use it to tear somebody down—like, c’mon now, ain’t we all messed up? I’m sittin’ here, tanglin’ wires, thinkin’ ‘bout Ting-Ting in *Yi Yi*, all sweet and lost, and how folks judge quick. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! I’d rather crank up my radio, blast some tunes, and let ‘em be. Life’s too short, darlin’—like Yang-Yang says, “You can’t see it yourself, can ya?” We’re all blind to our own junk half the time!

Erotic offers in Apolda

Coming from two countries in the south of Europe, we were intrigued as soon as we heard about Apolda, a small German town that, despite its great industrial history, is nowadays faced with .

And, haha, let’s not forget my fave dive bar – Zum Wacklen. Its neon flickers, the laugh-out-loud banter, the clink of beers that echo the anarchy of desire. Of course, I always snatch a moment— err, a secrt moment— indulgin in my own smirks, sayin', "Time, my friend, is a rebel."

Obituary | Gary L. Shepherd of Spearfish, South Dakota