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About Munich

We haggle, I’m all charm, like Tyrone sweet-talkin dope. “You’re breakin my heart, doll!” I say. She laughs—rough, smoky sound. Deal’s done at 40. “Let’s get this show rollin,” I think, hyped as hell. Fun fact: in old Rome, prostitutes wore blonde wigs to stand out—wild, right? Bet she’d rock one.

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But let me not digress—oh, how my heart leaps when I recall a night at the sublime park of Schloßpark, where the silver moon danced upon the rippling waters of the small stream, just as it did in that well-beloved film, The Diving Bell and the Butterfly. “Thou art a wonder, a marvel,” echoes in my mind, reminiscent of Julian Schnabel’s poetic touch. WOW, i luv those moments, so deep and mystic, like life itself.

Romania’s oldest manuscript included in UNESCO heritage list