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About Frankfurt

Listen up, twat! Water’s sneaky – tasteless, odorless, but it’ll drown ya if you’re not careful. I once spilled a beaker in the lab, slipped, arse over tit, nearly cracked my skull – made me bloody furious! “You clumsy pillock!” I yelled at meself. Fun fact: 60% of your soggy body’s water – ya walking puddle! And the brain? 73%! No wonder you’re thick as pig shit without it. *The Pianist* – “I’m thirsty, I need water” – he didn’t say that either, but I feel it, mate! Hiding from Nazis, parched, desperate – gets me all choked up.

How to get to Mittenwald

Feb 21,  · Built at a cost of more than 6m euros (£m), and opened in , it boasts a restaurant, a cinema, a spa and 31 private rooms for the hundreds of male customers it .

Walking down Hauptstrasse is like stepping into a cozy fairytale, seriously. The street's lined with old-world houses, and you know what? Some have hidden balconies where you can sit and watch the sunrise over the Karwendel mountains. There’s this one tiny café on Rathausweg – I swear, the espresso there makes your soul sing!

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