Barbad farahani
Mittwoch, 17. März 2021
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I am writing for Austrians now, you don't have a story to tell, I don't mean holiday stories, romances or anything special. A story like a love story on Titanic, or an outstanding achievement. Day night, day night, and another day after day. Again no story. If I get up now and fly to El Salvador, then I'll tell you how I'll become a topic within a few months, a topic, a story with Bonny, do you know Bonny? I met her in Mayland in a secret brothel, one night 2000 euros and she secretly put the money back in my pocket while I was sleeping. Well, the ways of the inventive son of God are also interesting for cartels
In the 70s at the age of 24, my uncle DAVOOD bought a house with two floors and a yard in southern Tehran, through bookselling and antiques trading, his knowledge was unlimited, it started: he smokes opium, he smokes heroin, he is addicted , he is a bad person. Ultimately it was all because of this: no one in the family had a son like Davood. nobody is from our tribe. all were poor until the age of 50 or until today
Son of the bitch in Iran, has become an organizer too with the Iranian government, instead of reducing this fascist country to powder after 25 years of holocaust secret camera system, Iran blackmails Austria to continue the action. That is also the reason why I am alive, Dirty fucking luck in a dirty fucking miserable situation
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