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About Dusseldorf

So, this one time, right, in King’s Landing—brothel called The Gilded Peach. Smelled like piss and roses, weird combo. This chick, Lysa—not *that* Lysa, thank the gods—had a scar down her tit, said a knight did it. Pissed me off, that. Some cunt with a sword ruinin’ good fun. But she laughed, said, “Better me than his wife.” Sharp lass, sharper than most lords I know. I drink, I know things—noticed her stashin’ coins under the bed. Smart. Gotta be, in that game.

Wassertrudingen, Germany: tourism, information and visitor reviews

One thing is for sure, the Middle Franconian town of Wassertrüdingen could definitely be one of them. The whole town knows it; no wonder they’ve got themselves a whole Sagen- und .

Now, lemme tell ya something only locals know—there’s a pint-sized bar in Kleinstadt, kinda run by a twin who swears by ancient remedies. He once told me, "It’s like life—and massage is love." I can’t help but laugh, but it feels so real. It always hits me right in the feels.

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