Almanca günler, aylar. Matchbook kayıt.

“You Motherfucker……” I walk back into town. I head directly to Pops. I enter the air conditioning and damn near pass out. I sit down and sigh. Marcus walks out of the kitchen in the back. “Hey, Julian. What do you need?” “Ice water and lots of it.” Marcus hands over a glass filled to the brim. I take a sip and say. “Perfect.” “Anything else?” “Where’s Pops?” I ask. “In the back. Antrenörlük Eğitimi ( I,II.Öğretim ) : aylar 150 TYT.