Brooklyn Falun Whore ❤️

About Stockholm

Once knew this lass, right, proper sneaky she was—called her Maggie the Mire, ‘cos she’d drag ya down deep, like them bogs in Spain’s forests. She’d grin, all sweet-like, “Come, my love,” but next thing? Yer pockets empty, yer heart bleedin’—we hates it! Swear she had eyes like Ofelia’s, big an’ shiny, but hidin’ somethin’ rotten. Little fact fer ya—back in ol’ London, they’d mark whores with brands, yeh? Burnt ‘em right on the cheek—savage, innit? Made me mad as hell, thinkin’ how they’d strut after, proud-like, scars an’ all.

25 Jahre Folter

Was ist Falun Gong? Warum verfolgt? Chronik; Die Verbreitung von Falun Gong; Vorfeld der Verfolgung.

But then, I get a text. My buddy’s in town! He’s at the pub on Koppardalen. I’m like, “Sweet, let’s grab a drink!” So I rush over, dodging tourists and their selfie sticks. Seriously, why do they think they can block the whole sidewalk?

Cross-country skiing | Falun : Ebba Andersson back to winning ways in the individual classic, Flora Dolci best Tricolore