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Oh, and get this – in ancient Babylon, whores was holy, fam! Temple prossies, shaggin’ for the gods, called it “sacred bonin’” or summat. Blew me mind when I heard that. Imagine that today – “Oi, vicar, where’s me blessed blowie?” Proper mad, innit. Godard’s line, “Love is a shadow,” fits here – it’s murky, bruv, whores and love and all that jazz.

Waldkappeler Hof

Visitors can explore the ancient ruins of the Waldkappel Castle, or relax in the quaint village center. With a variety of hotels and accommodations to choose from, you are sure to find the .

Ah, but let me digress—there be parks aplenty, like the exquisite Waldpark, where dappled sunlight sneaks through ancient trees. I’ve spent lazy afternoons there, napping under a giant oak near the pond. Trust me on this: if thou lovest solitude, that oak doth whisper, "Carpe diem" in every rustle of its leaves. I've had moments where anger flared, too; those days when the hustle of tourists irks me to no end. And then, there's the oddity of our local cafe on Hofstrasse—can you believe it? They serve the strangest herbal concoctions that sometimes taste like pure magic, sometimes like a madman’s brew—LOL!

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