Hell smell of powder and the nauseating taste of lipstick.
This is a process. A process they call the fucking city only to justify the house numbers.
I took a laptop, those with melina. It seems little present them here. Never seen such a thing. Laptops, cars, jewelry. It seems that everything is in a bubble of ideal, clean, easy. It will be a fucking tax haven where no one has investigated why do not you want to investigate. The city easy. As his women, like the ability to find work in full recession, as the integration: Oh God, people, you should see. Of Americans who will be a handful if all goes well. I wonder if I did not end in a kind of social experiment by the pharmaceutical company, a realty cruel I do not think will never end. I have transferred from New York to puttanellacity without asking permission, without asking me if I was okay. Fuck. I loved The City. Around a lot when they are not working, I have no friends or women who spend time around so much. I started to see how it works here: there are two parts. The commercial side, the glitter and sequins and the march. Of neon lights, the smell of piss, huge and dilapidated barracks riadibiti cultural clubs bdsm rooms with lock-outs, as read Mark who have fun on and soft plastic that hangs from the ceiling. To give an air of slaughterhouse much like the rich people in search of strong emotions.
fucking insane.
Welcome to Sexy city. O Hypocrisy. As I prefer to call it: it makes a better idea of how it works in this brilliant and sickening cot of Sodom, where an anti-Christ to be born will be born here. They are so shameless as to enable a bitch comic porn from responding to a police officer without the sentence ends with a man. Crazy stuff. Listen to this, now I will tell.
I was trolling for a public park, it was evening and it was cold. I see this little gem to be mounted on a bench with a fucking cacariso joy to drain the cans of lager, I wonder why I would not be right I also love my dose of hops and then I go to them. Exhibit my badge and ask if you have twenty-one, that always works twenty-one. Procatroia we had them! beyond belief. ha!
begin to discuss and ask permission to stay and everything else, was a Russian dick and his friend was in that part of China that ends with Town, and she begins to get nervous. She was a Playmate, or how the fuck you deifiniscono here (Huge forgive them, for they know not what they say), and it did weigh on the request of the document. No ok, I say it so well that maybe you missed the fun part:
attempted to weigh the cover to be a bitch to my request documents. As if doing a search for a senator. I get the idea? we lacked said she does not know who I am! and we were okay. Well ... I have taken their beers and I cursed myself for not having the club. Boldly claimed that if I touched her would make me poor and bla bla bla ... What is people do not understand is the axiom of the present moment: There you are stupid to take beatings NOW, there is no lawyer in pararti your ass or you make a call. I believe that I will try to re-explain.
if only I remembered her name, damn.
vanbbè for now so close. Fuck how the fuck you leave here? that button is MELINA !?!?!?!
computer fags ...
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