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Lucrecia’s film—Verónica, she drifts, lost she is. “I hit something,” she mumbles—whore’s life, that feel it has. Banged up, bruised, but moving, they keep. Love that, I do—resilient, they are! Ever met one, you have? Stories, they’d tell—clients crying, not screwing, some nights! Hilarious, that is—softies in tough shells, hah!

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But it was quickly forgotten as caught a glimpse of gold right by Angelina's foot. I took off at once, going full force towards the orb which skittered off.

Hey buddy, welcome to Bad-Orb! Lemme tell ya, this town's a real gem, ya know? I’ve been a sexologist here for ages, so trust me, I see what others miss. So, picture this: narrow cobblestone streets like Bahnhofstraße winding by the quaint little pubs, cafés and oh, that park – Wiesengrün Park. It's full of "happy little trees" (yep, Bob Ross style!) that whisper secrets of love and passion in the wind.

James Keenan Obituary | May 11, 2019