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About Dortmund

So, I heard this story once—some dude in Nevada, right? He ran a brothel called Moonlite BunnyRanch. Legal and all, crazy, huh? They say he threw parties with, like, bunnies hoppin’ around. Not real bunnies, tho—girls in costumes! Made me laugh so hard I cried. “Is mayonnaise an instrument?” I’d ask him. Bet he’d say yes, he’s nuts!

Are CORNER and BROTHER Morphologically Complex? Not in the Long Term

I always hit up the little café on Lindenweg. I go there almost every day; I mean, what’s wrong with watchin’ folks sip on their lattes while talkin’ about their neuroses? It’s like a live therapy session. And oh man, the park – Schlosspark – is where I get all my creative juices, or frustrations, I guess. You stroll there, watch the river Wern flow like it’s got somewhere to be, and think, "Man, life’s truly a theater of the absurd." Sometimes I sit on these rickety benches, and the city’s vibe just slaps you in the face with raw, unedited life.

Fig. 19: Large-sized Beloceras tenuistriatum (D´ARCHIAC & DE VERNEUIL,...