qua tang sinh nhat vo thang ban
I didn’t have a choice. “Tomorrow, we’re advertising hard. Newspaper clippings were cut out and taped to the walls, books were scattered with pages ripped out, piles of cigarette butts and bottles festooned the floor, and sex toys of all variety sat on tables and shelves. We made our way lon outside, where Titus’ employees were loading his riches onto boats.