zanyllama52
The details of my life are quite inconsequential… very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet.
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Where and when was this decided by the Indigenous people of North America?
I’m interested to learn more about this. I’ve never heard this name when I studied the history of North America,