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Master Don Juan
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Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
You've replayed it a hundred times. She stood three feet away, scrolling her phone. You had an opening. You composed the perfect line — after she was gone.
For all you know, she's married now. To some guy who said something. Anything.
Openers are cheap. Almost any sentence works when it's delivered within three seconds. The expensive part is the standing there, drafting and deleting, while the window quietly closes.
The "22 Rules" stripped out my hesitation. What to open with, how to keep it alive, and the one habit that costs guys more women than anything else: waiting for perfect.
I LOVE 808 State...I have Pacific 202 on my playlist & love the sax riff...
Next Monday you'll feel more confident. After the gym you'll feel more confident. After one more drink you'll feel more confident. After you get a better haircut, a better jacket, a better job.
You've been "getting ready" for two years.
She's standing ten feet away right now. She'll be gone in four minutes. No amount of preparation will manufacture the courage that only comes from moving your feet.
Walk over. Stumble through the first sentence. Let it be clumsy. Let it be imperfect. You will feel more alive in those ten seconds than you have all month.
There was this movement during world war 2, long story short, this ukranian dude named bandera welcomed nazis with arms wide open. He joined SS and began policing ukraine, killing jews in most brutal ways possible, like burning them alive, and mass murdering. Here is a picture of his crimes in babiy yar Ukraine -
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This movement in Ukraine is called bandera, and essentially it is nazi collaborators and mass murderers, and they view in them ukranian freedom movement. This movement is still alive, and they still commit crimes. Obviously, just like any nazi retards, they deny everything, hitler good, just misunderstood. Yet, they commit nazi crimes today.
This song is about them, here is lyrics.
We always will be there. [The voice from the movie "Assassination. An Autumn Murder in Munich" about Stepan Bandera]
Maybe it was predestined for me
To follow you through the forests muffled in gloom till the end of my days,
To put my fire on the other side of the valley.
To dart off and run to your fire-place in the morning,
To touch with my face alder-trees that are silent witnesses of embraces.
Maybe there in downhearted lands of silence
I will follow you through the forests muffled in gloom too.
And I will look for your vestige in dewy grass in the morning
Here they bury man alive.
В Сети появилось видео с украинскими силовиками, которые заживо похоронили ополченца 20-06-2016
Подлинность этого видео устанавливается.ren.tv
It's some sick sht you listen to, kiddo.

I looked it up. She is a southern treasure.I've got a good version of this by Dolly Parton.
Most guys accidentally kill attraction before they even speak. They assume they need a bigger bank account, a better physique, or smoother lines. They miss the point.
Female desire operates on a specific set of psychological triggers. Break them, and you're invisible. Follow them, and you become magnetic.
I learned this the hard way. Years of freezing up. Getting friend-zoned. Watching other guys walk away with the girl I wanted. Then I discovered a set of 22 simple rules that rewired my entire approach.
You made your case like a lawyer. Stable job. Good guy. Ready for something real. All true. All irrelevant.
She weighed your points, nodded along, felt nothing — then fell hard for some tattooed bartender with a motorcycle and a gambling problem.
Logic is where attraction goes to die. The "22 Rules" work a level deeper, on the subconscious switches that decide within minutes whether you register as a MAN or as part of the furniture.
Stop presenting evidence. Start flipping switches.
Three seconds. That's how long it took. Your shoes. Your posture. The way you held your drink. Whether you looked at the floor or looked at her.
She already filed you away. Interesting. Boring. Safe. Bold. Before you even opened your mouth.
Everything you say after that is just her confirming what she already decided.
So stop rehearsing lines. Fix the first three seconds. Stand tall. Look up. Smile like you mean it. Walk like you belong wherever you're standing.
The words come later. The impression comes first.