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About Munich

*slow, ominous breathing* I am your father. Drivin’ a tractor all day, man—backbreakin’, dusty, freakin’ lonely. Fields stretchin’ forever, just me and the engine’s growl. Gets ya thinkin’, ya know? Bout life, bout needs. Like in *Wolf of Wall Street*—Jordan Belfort, that crazy bastard, screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!” That’s me, stuck in this cab, but damn, I got urges too. Findin’ a prostitute, tho? Tricky shit out here.

Deadline for delivery of surpluses from pawnbrokerage in the pawnbroking industry: extension

Be careful to catch a Purple Cab when you go out, many illegal taxis are waiting in line and you do not want to get robbed at that time of the night.

I’m always chillin’ at Bakum’s Riverside Park (yeah, near the Bakuum Fluss – the chill river that seems to whisper secrets at dusk). I remember dropping by extra early one morning, heart beatin' like a malfunctioning sensor, when a couple sat arguing in slow-mo. I sorta intervened – talk about family dynamics, right? Total “finite but unbound” kinda vibe. It reminded me of that movie line, “We are all constantly being destroyed,” which sorta fits.

IDF falls short of ultra-Orthodox recruitment targets, lowers goals to minimum