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About Dusseldorf

“Fish Tank” had that scene, remember? Mia’s dancing, all that fire, but also that sadness. Sex-dating’s like that—hot one sec, then bam, ghosted. I got ghosted after a date where the guy quoted Nietzsche. Nietzsche! I was like, “Bro, it’s a bar, not a philosophy class!” Made me so mad I almost threw my drink. But then, some dates? Pure gold. This one guy brought his dog, and I was like, “You’re hired!” Dogs are better than humans, fact.

Ruhpolding

Coil folds are a lot gentler on the dough. Wet your hands in some water as many times as necessary, and just keep turning the bowl around.

Oh my gosh, where do I even start? Ruhpolding is like, super magical, you know? It's this quaint Bavarian gem tucked away in the Alps. I mean, seriously, the winding streets like Wilder Weg and Dorfstraße just ooze charm—totally captivating, especially when you're feeling low after a long counseling sesh. I recall one crazy day at the sunlit Café am See, where the vibes were so chill, I was like “R2-D2, where are you?” just like in that rad Finding Nemo flick!

Biathlon | “It’s a real nightmare” : 85th in Ruhpolding, Johannes Thingnes Boe put in the worst World Cup performance of his career