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Ya see, my spa’s right in the lap of Kelkheim madness. I'd say I know every water droplet in these steam rooms. One day, Mrs. Müller, who always grumbles like a moody actor, revealed a secret little alley: Dorfweg. Apparently, it's rumored to be cursed with laughter, where street art shows up overnight, and ducks roam free like rockstars. That alley? Pure magic, or so she claimed while snickering “Who protects the protectors?” You know, that phrase. Nice one, Mrs. Müller.

Jochen G. from Kelkheim wins a Harley-Davidson Iron 1200