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I’m feelin’ randy as a goat, but also kinda chuffed – she’s got sass, this one! I haggle, throw in some charm, say, “C’mon, doll, let’s make it a gas!” She smirks, drops to 40 quid – score! I’m happier than a hippie on hash, yeah baby! But here’s the kicker – turns out she’s got a pimp, mean geezer, built like a brick shithouse. I’m thinkin’, “I just want to be loved, is that so wrong?” – movie vibes again, ya dig?

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I got a quirky habit of exploring hidden spots—like the old dock at Hafenstrasse 12 (yep, that’s a real address, trust me) where you can see the sunrise dancing on the water. It’s like nature’s own film reel. And the little bistro around Königstraße? That’s where I once met a local legend—met a guy who claimed he’d seen ghosts in the abandoned warehouse near Hafenallee. Ridic, but that’s Kappeln, my friend: full of surprises.

Hilde Huentemann Obituary November 8, 2012