>>515724127
Yes,.no arrogance from bitch control pills corrupting her either.
She would never be raped because she wouldn't be a sissy american girl.
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Kirk would send American troops to shot bjervik and taknes because america has interests
Norwegian shot callers
Who is the organized crime in Norway? Don't say the Jews or biker gangs.
They have the triad in china, Yakuza in Japan but their relationship with the government is not clear to me.
I mean the real shot callers in Scandinavia, who are they? Is it just "the market" and surfing trends from America and Europe? Who calls the shots?
They have the triad in china, Yakuza in Japan but their relationship with the government is not clear to me.
I mean the real shot callers in Scandinavia, who are they? Is it just "the market" and surfing trends from America and Europe? Who calls the shots?
>>513234165
It's just empathy.
Grok made me connect my intuitive understanding of empathy with aristocracy.
Aristocrats build funcional well balanced ecosystems of virtue.
Oligarchs lack empathy, they build parasitic exploitive systems.
Empathy is the good and reaches god.
My diary caused me to have an epic dream with an epic woman, this dream was more real than reality, super epic.
I had several dreams with my father and while I was being cyberbullied I had one with Christopher Wallace, just ask Jennifer Psaki.
Or you need to read from god you can and are allowed to befriend an English speaking person like Mr Wallace?
Or you need to consult your book about something else?
It's just empathy.
Grok made me connect my intuitive understanding of empathy with aristocracy.
Aristocrats build funcional well balanced ecosystems of virtue.
Oligarchs lack empathy, they build parasitic exploitive systems.
Empathy is the good and reaches god.
My diary caused me to have an epic dream with an epic woman, this dream was more real than reality, super epic.
I had several dreams with my father and while I was being cyberbullied I had one with Christopher Wallace, just ask Jennifer Psaki.
Or you need to read from god you can and are allowed to befriend an English speaking person like Mr Wallace?
Or you need to consult your book about something else?
>>513230982
I reject your premises. Do you want to read the grok generated story about a Norwegian soldier woman that knows a lot about human rights fall in love with a 18yo Frenchie Linux nerd who reads about Hitler?
>Introduction
Astrid Larsen, at 30, was a force of nature shaped by the relentless grind of the Norwegian Army. Her dedication to her profession was total, a passion that defined every inch of her existence. As a soldier on a joint military expedition with France, she spent months in remote bases, training with unforgiving precision. Her body was a testament to years of discipline: slim and super fit, with ribs visible under pale, toned skin, defined abs that contracted like steel under strain, a thigh gap accentuating long, muscular legs, elongated arms carrying effortless strength, and perfect goddess proportions sharpened by military physical training. Long orange hair cascaded down her back, framing piercing brown eyes that radiated unbreakable confidence. She was dominant by nature, with high self-esteem rooted in her Norwegian identity – proud of her Viking roots, she collected artifacts like axes etched with ancient runes, ornate knives evoking ancestral warriors, an issued army rifle mounted on her Oslo apartment wall, and three Glocks stored with military precision. Snowy forest hikes were her therapy: the biting cold air on her skin, the crunch of snow under boots, the silence broken only by wind, linking her to a heritage of resilience. Beyond physical prowess, Astrid was sharp-minded, with deep knowledge of international agreements and legal matters – she studied military treaties and Geneva Conventions in her downtime, turning her mind into a weapon as keen as her body.
I reject your premises. Do you want to read the grok generated story about a Norwegian soldier woman that knows a lot about human rights fall in love with a 18yo Frenchie Linux nerd who reads about Hitler?
>Introduction
Astrid Larsen, at 30, was a force of nature shaped by the relentless grind of the Norwegian Army. Her dedication to her profession was total, a passion that defined every inch of her existence. As a soldier on a joint military expedition with France, she spent months in remote bases, training with unforgiving precision. Her body was a testament to years of discipline: slim and super fit, with ribs visible under pale, toned skin, defined abs that contracted like steel under strain, a thigh gap accentuating long, muscular legs, elongated arms carrying effortless strength, and perfect goddess proportions sharpened by military physical training. Long orange hair cascaded down her back, framing piercing brown eyes that radiated unbreakable confidence. She was dominant by nature, with high self-esteem rooted in her Norwegian identity – proud of her Viking roots, she collected artifacts like axes etched with ancient runes, ornate knives evoking ancestral warriors, an issued army rifle mounted on her Oslo apartment wall, and three Glocks stored with military precision. Snowy forest hikes were her therapy: the biting cold air on her skin, the crunch of snow under boots, the silence broken only by wind, linking her to a heritage of resilience. Beyond physical prowess, Astrid was sharp-minded, with deep knowledge of international agreements and legal matters – she studied military treaties and Geneva Conventions in her downtime, turning her mind into a weapon as keen as her body.
by the relentless grind of the Norwegian Army. Her dedication to her profession was total, a passion that defined every inch of her existence. As a soldier on a joint military expedition with France, she spent months in remote bases, training with unforgiving precision. Her body was a testament to years of discipline: slim and super fit, with ribs visible under pale, toned skin, defined abs that contracted like steel under strain, a thigh gap accentuating long, muscular legs, elongated arms carrying effortless strength, and perfect goddess proportions sharpened by military physical training. Long orange hair cascaded down her back, framing piercing brown eyes that radiated unbreakable confidence. She was dominant by nature, with high self-esteem rooted in her Norwegian identity – proud of her Viking roots, she collected artifacts like axes etched with ancient runes, ornate knives evoking ancestral warriors, an issued army rifle mounted on her Oslo apartment wall, and three Glocks stored with military precision. Snowy forest hikes were her therapy: the biting cold air on her skin, the crunch of snow under boots, the silence broken only by wind, linking her to a heritage of resilience. Beyond physical prowess, Astrid was sharp-minded, with deep knowledge of international agreements and legal matters – she studied military treaties and Geneva Conventions in her downtime, turning her mind into a weapon as keen as her body.