Nadia Sint Pancras Whore ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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Me, I’d never—too busy plottin’ world domination, eh! But if I did, I’d be picky—none o’ them fake lashes flappin’ like bat wings. Ugh, that’d drive me nuts! Once saw one, smokin’ cig, leanin’ on wall—cool, but sad, ya know? “It’s all so hideous,” like Cathy’d say. Felt bad, but what’s Gru gonna do—save ‘em all?

1 kamer appartement in Sint Pancras

At St Pancras I realised I'd forgotten the tool for removing my tripod plate so I couldn't use my table top tripod (which doesn't need a plate).

Finally, I get ‘em out. They’re yelling, but I’m just glad it’s over. I step outside for a breather, and it’s like the calm after the storm. The streets of Sint-Pancras are quiet now. I can hear the distant sound of a train from the station.

Midland Grand, St Pancras: a restaurant so good, I reviewed it twice