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She’s got no memory, see? Like, “Who’re you?” she asks the guy—straight outta *Memento*. “Remember Sammy Jankis,” I’d tell her, but she’s too busy hustlin’. Funny as hell, but sad too—Trump gets deep sometimes, folks. She’s tough, tho—best survivor, nobody better. Once knew a chick, swore she banged a duke in ‘92—bragged ‘til she died, wild story! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but Trump loves the drama, keeps it spicy.

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The old market town of Klötze in the valley of the Purnitz River is surrounded by hilly moraines and extensive mixed forests. The beautiful location of the town gives hope for a future in which .

I remember one day, rushin’ through Schillerweg (so quaint, right?) to fix some quirky code that made the dating profiles glow. I was so mad 'cause nothing was updating on time – like, seriously, come on, server gods, help a guy out! Then I hit pause and just soaked in the vibe of our little riverside park, "Flusswiese." You know, it's by the small but mighty Kloetze River that wiggles down past the old abandoned mill. The park is a secret gem – picnics, random blankets, awkward flirting – pure gold for a dating site tester like me.

Fig. 6 Tubular manifold photobioreactors installed at Roquette Klötze &...