"If you want to, we can share a drink, when the meeting is over, to get to know each other better" whispered the man to the beautiful women sitting next him on the AA meeting.
The end.
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- I started studying occultism and the tarot cards looking for clarity in my early 20s because I was going thru a dark time, and now in my 30s I use the experience, knowledge and abilities I gained with the cards to bring light and hope to the people in need, because I know what it's like!
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- 249 - Dolce far niente.
- 248 - On the way to the slaughterhouse
- 247 - Hiroshima, 1945.
- 246 - The Kraken.
- 245 - Painful memories.
- 244 - The story of little John's cock.
- 243 - Push only in a emergency.
- 242 - The warm of the profession.
- 241 - Setting the table.
- 240 - Elementary, my dear Watson.
- 239 - A rank and power matter.
- 238 - Party horses.
- 237 - A vicious circle.
- 236 - A couple of drinks.
- 235 - After the apocalypse.
- 234 - OCD
- 233 - Marie-Ann.
- 232 - Death sentence.
- 231 - Going bra shopping.
- 230 - The umbrella.
- 229 - What the river carried away.
- 228 - Alphabet soup.
- 227 - Self destruction.
- 226 - The fox and the burrow.
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