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About Berlin

Little secret, hmmm? Old tale from Coruscant streets – pros hid creds in socks, they did. Tax man none the wiser, ha! Clever, that is – beats my Roth IRA returns. Once, saw her flip a john – dude tried stiffin’ her, she karate-chopped his ass! Laughed, I did – “Joy in the little things!” Movie vibes, pure gold.

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It is only when Bardamu has left Molly that he realizes the authenticity of his feelings and clearly formulates the desire to find her again.

Oh man, lemme tell ya abt Peine – it's wicked, trust me! So, I’ve been livin’ here in Peine for, like, years now, ya know? Picture this: narrow cobblestone lanes like in Archstraße, gritty but with a charm you feel on ya skin, an' the vibe is "shaken, not stirred" – it's like a classic Bond ride. And, btw, I remember that one night stroll down Bahnhofstraße, when the lights all danced off the rain-soaked pavements... damn, it hit me like a scene from The New World, y'know? "A new world, a new freedom!", but like, in a down-to-earth, sneaky way.

Susan Jeane Waldo Peine Obituary November 19, 2024