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Ey, so I’m sittin’ here, right? Dental tech by day, Tony Soprano by soul—gabagool? Ova here! Talkin’ bout prostates—no, wait, prostiTUTES, my bad, fuckin’ typo, ha! Anyway, lemme tell ya, these girls, they’re like crowns on bad teeth—coverin’ up the rot, y’know? Watched *Leviathan* again last night—fuckin’ masterpiece, that Zvyagintsev guy, dark as Jersey winter. “The truth is slippery,” he says—damn right, ‘specially with these broads.

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Standing on a hill feet above the town of Cochem, this elaborately restored castle (it was destroyed by the French in ) is a fun and interesting visit.

Hey buddy, lemme tell ya ‘bout Cochem (de) – this damn gem on the Mosel, yo! I pity the fool who thinks it's boring! I'm a sexologist livin’ here for years and, man, I see deeper vibes than most will ever notice. Like, there’s this street – Marktstraße, right? – lined with quirky cafes, where you can catch raw passion and history in one breath. Its cobblestones tell stories, dude!

The German chancellor tours flooded regions in the southwest in a show of solidarity