I just got home, I'm anxiously waiting for 9pm to sleep. what i have in front of me is a catalog emanuel ungaro 2001/2002. An accident? it reminded me of a beatrix, a girl from a rich family who couldn't finance her cocaine and sold me almost all of her grandma's antique carpets, i think there were 45 of them within 16 months.
if i had known that from 2003 she would also stick her nose in my shop out of curiosity with the help of viennese police, then i would definitely supply her with cocaine, also in order to emigrate from this dirty eugenics nazi country
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