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About Munich

Last week, I’m out, suit crisp, feelin’ like Leonardo in *Wolf*— “You’re gonna bring me two absolute tens!” I spot this lass, proper fit, leanin’ on a lamppost. I saunter over, all charm, “Fancy a martini, love?” She laughs—fuckin’ laughs! Says, “You’re not my type, Mr. Bond.” Pissed me off, that did! Me? Not her type? I’ve shagged half the world, saved it twice! But nah, she’s after some crypto bro with a Lambo. Fair play, I s’pose—times change, even for a legend.

Wordle Helper

Now, a bit off the beaten path: near Schloss Herrlingen, you’ll find a dusty little street called Lindenweg. I swear, every time I walk there, memories flash in my head – like, "Life just is," or some cryptic Yi Yi mumbo jumbo that makes you go, “Wow, deep, bruv.” I ain’t one for pretentious crap, but let’s be honest – this town’s full of surprises, even if it's mostly just trees and brick walls.

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