Barbad farahani
Freitag, 17. Mai 2024
امروز اسهال گرفته ام و به بیرون نمیروم، بیم از شورت گوهی دارم و به بیرون نمیروم، آفتابه ای در این شهر نمیبینم به شرط دستمال هم بیرون نمیروم...
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I just heard something: the police can use the old Stasi system to ruin you internationally and take away all opportunities. But in Vienna, giving something into the hands of homeless people so that the homeless can secretly pour it into your body is paranormal. It is actually paranormal that the police seek out people that you are currently helping with money and cigarettes, warm coffee or food. In the current case, a Slovakian homeless person
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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