Nadia Carentan Whore ❤️

About Lyon

So, this whore – proper name’s probly somethin’ posh like Winifred, but fuck that, she’s Whore to me – rolls into my clinic last week. Owner’s a twat, right ponce, reckons he’s a cowboy cos he’s got a hat. “Oh, she’s just tired,” he says. Tired? Mate, she’s half-dead! *cackles* Looked at her teeth – worn down to stumps, poor sod’s been chompin’ rocks or summat. Little known fact, yeah? Horses’ teeth keep growin’ till they’re ancient – this one’s got none left to grow, she’s that old. Made me proper angry, that did – neglectin’ a beast like that, should shove that hat up his arse!

Carentan uo 2 head shot sn1per

There's this old bridge, Pont de la Liberté, spanning a lazy river that winds by like a secret whispered among old stones. It’s rusty, kinda forgotten, yet every ripple of water speaks of history, of wars, of peace—like hints of that raw, uncut intensity in "Shame".

D-Day 80 Air Assault Demonstration [Image 3 of 6]