"6. I live in my own little world, it's OK, they know me here.7. I got a sweater for Christmas, I really wanted a screamer or a moaner.8. If flying is...so safe, why do they call the airport the terminal.9. I don't approve of political jokes, I've seen too many of them get elected.10. There are two sides to every divorce, his and the shithead bitch's - opps I mean witch's.11. I love being married, it's so great to find that one special person you want to annoy for the rest of your life.12. I am a. "Magic! I knew it was magic!" Carlotta just looked at me thoughtfully."Well," I said, "Kind of. Quantum magic, magic for real. Not the potions and spells kind. That's just fun make-believe stories." Oh, I know," said Isabelle, rising up on her toes and trying to talk in the deeper voice of an adult. I couldn't help but smile. She wouldn't be six until October. "Will you teach me?"I gulped. "About quantum magic? Well... We could try. It would take a lot of time."Isabelle stared at me, a deep. He said let me help you dale,he stood behind me and began to kiss my neck.I moved a little,but he pulled me into him.Oh it feel,s so nice and soft on you dale,as he began to caress my ass.you like it baby? i said yes.mmmm good .i new you would.he turned my head and kissed me on the mouth,he tounge darting in,he pushed his hand inside the back of my panty,s,felt his finger,s begin to rub my tight little asshole.i moaned,as other hand caressing the front of my pantie,s..As he pushed his finger. Now you begin to understand me.”― George Orwell, 1984 (First published in 1948)I returned to my centrally located base of operations in a former Jewish neighborhood in Berlin that was virtually deserted for reasons graphically described in “Mein Kampf” by the Fuhrer himself. The systematic destruction of an entire culture had already begun long before this seminal year of 1939 only the world was poorly informed and the German people were basically in the dark.There was little doubt in my mind.