"Wait on the side here!"
The brothers who took us through the door were very tough.
We went to the place they said without reacting, while I looked around.
"Max, it's like a backstage champions league."
He had done the same with me in Toraman and concluded immediately.
The atmosphere was not really on fire; it was scorching screaming that we were in Hell.
You had to be here to say we had a full night of sin.
After being greeted by naked dancers swirling on poles, I caught my eye of a couple of people intertwined on a sofa.
On the glass table in front of them, white lines formed a highway.
If you ask about the drink, it was as if it covered the sky and the ground with it. A person dancing with a whiskey bottle in his hand passed in front of me.
"Max, they drank whatever they found. They'll fly if we blow!"
Sukrucuk was not wrong when he spoke without hiding his shining eyes. If we say yes, we can cut them all in two minutes, but there is an obstacle.
