Camila Neustadt In Holstein Brothel ❤️

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I go near brothel, hear moans, like music, “She doesn’t know who I am!” – from movie, so true! Girls there, wow, big boobs, wobbly, make me happy, but angry too – why no stove for me to fix? I think, “Borat, you no touch, just look!” – self-control, very hard, like steel pipe, haha! One girl, she wink at me, I blush, “Very nice!” Surprise me, she say, “Fix my heater, big boy?” – brothel need stove-maker, who knew?!

Übernachten.

All coins from the City of Neustadt in Holstein, presented with pictures, descriptions and more useful information: metal, size, weight, date.

i repeated tingly moments in my head: the weird closeness of the city bristling with diverse souls - like every swipe in my dating app tells a story, right? i sometimes get so emotional debugging those profiles. then, there's the old river Elbe – not sure if it's totally Elbe or a cousin of it – but its murmur makes you feel like you're living a tragic poem. "if luck were a killer, it’d choose this side of the town" i’d mutter sometime.

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