Review of Nivå 22 – by Allan T.

Nivå 22

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Here I spatserat proud for over 10 years. I know what I am getting, I know where I stand.

After a hard work week VA It's time for today's most important beer, after-job-beer. Happy in mind I came there with a feeling of an approaching catharsis. Everything had graviterat against this!

Ordered a beer that with its golden brilliance seduced me in a second, then I drank. The calm washes over me and I have found my place in reality, then, all of a sudden, a man sitting next to me. He presents himself as the ' ' flower ' ' and stretches out the Cardan. ' ' Allan ' ' I said and felt his firm grip around my snuff brown hand. We sat and chatted about life and such a while, all the time I had the feeling that he had a hidden motif... ' ' You have the look ' ' he told me in a certain tone. ' ' Look? ' ' I said. Smoothly as a cat he bucketed in his Cuba Libre and hauled out his card, then he went without a word.

Letters and numbers started out as little shape by my squinting eyes that had decided to deliver twice of all the information. ' ' Adult movie producer ' ' It was. With the help of my smart handset, I gurgled up the right website on the Internet. Gayporr va It apparently, I've never felt so flattered as I did then, never.

With this feat in the luggage, I further marched down for the streets of Stockholm, ' ' What awaits me here next? ', I thought hopeful for myself.

Go here, it can be ball!

Sincerely, Allan