Inkstained

My Father's Patek Philippe by parhelion

You never actually own a Patek Philippe. You merely look after it for the next generation.

Published May 9, 2013, 3:08 p.m. 1
Smuggling, Sins & Synnove by parhelion

Smuggling cigarettes and beer from Malaysia into Thailand had its perks: I met a gorgeous Swedish girl named Synnove. We tangled.

Published May 7, 2013, 1:25 a.m. 0
Love As An Exponential Number by parhelion

I can kiss you better than I can count, and that's saying something, because I can count pretty fucking well.

Published May 6, 2013, 1:12 p.m. 1

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