SelfPub: I'm heading to a place ...

I'm heading to a place that was dubbed by the local punks "House of maidens' tears." This former bar, which is now off the human dross, where you can meet pretty girls, and frankly, battered women's lives that are so fond of asking for cheap stuff that will gab about the hard life, and that they have to make a body for a local officer that put the task of his gold, as the Emperor, leader, leader, and father. And this lady that impressively become stale to light a cigarette, seriously thinks that there are people that life didn't Pat.