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So, picture this – me, Larry, huntin’ for a good time. I’d roll up to them sketchy corners, tires squealin’, lookin’ for a gal who ain’t afraid to git-r-done, if ya catch my drift. Them streets? Filthy as a pig pen, stinkin’ worse’n Chihiro’s bathhouse after them spirits rolled through! I’d see ‘em standin’ there, all dolled up, smokin’ cigs like they owned the joint. Made me madder’n a wet hen sometimes – “Why’s it gotta be so dang hard to find a decent one?!” I’d holler in my head.

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Burg Falkenstein. Burg Falkenstein gehört zu den best erhaltensten Höhenburgen des Harzes. Vor den Augen der Außenwelt versteckt, thront sie mitten im Wald hoch oben auf einem Missing: prostitute.

Hey, listen, so—Burg-Unter-Falkenstein, right? It's... it's something else. Picture this: narrow lanes like "Lindenweg" and "Sonnenallee" twist 'round ancient stone buildings. There’s a park, almost secret—called "Herzensruh"—where I sometimes catch a breather after a long day at the parlor. And—oh boy—there’s a quirky little river, the Falkenbach, that winds near the old castle ruins. I swear, that architecture, its vibe, is like a Wes Anderson set. “I’m a natural born lover…”—you know, scenes from Moonrise Kingdom, bout a kid’s whimsical adventure.