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About Frankfurt

I reckon it’s a mixed bag, y’all. Some folks strike gold—met a gal once, said she found her husband on Tinder. Ain’t that a hoot? Married off a booty call! But then there’s the flip side—catfishin’ creeps, ghostin’ jerks. Makes me madder’n a wet hen! Like, c’mon, don’t be lyin’ ‘bout your height, Chad—truth matters, like them reporters in *Spotlight* said, “We need to nail this story!”

People from Schiffweiler

Schiffweiler in Saarland is a quiet residential town, not too far from Saarbrücken and once a booming mining town. Mining had fueled the local economy for almost years, from around .

Now, lemme tell ya, Schiffweiler’s not just streets – there's loads of character. For real, you got the old town square, filled with little cafes and shops that scream history and hustle. Sometimes I wander near the old brick church on Kirchplatz, and every time I see it I’m like, “Wow, this place got soul.” I always remember that line from the movie, “4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days,” like “It’s over…” – not really over, just always moving, just like life here.

It’s dinosaur day at Gondwana Das Praehistorium