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About Frankfurt

Fun fact—hoar’s old-school, like medieval vibes. Name’s from Old English, “hār,” meanin’ gray—like my cat Meredith’s fur, lol. Bet peasants back then were like, “Yo, check this icy bling!” Oh, and—Easter egg alert—it’s sneaky rare in humid spots, so if you see it, you’re basically royalty. I’d wear it as a crown, tbh—Queen Tay of the Hoar Woods!

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Wegen einer verstopften Toilette und gestohlenem Geld sollen eine Frau und ein Mann ihren Zimmernachbarn tödlich verprügelt haben. Die Staatsanwaltschaft spricht von Mord.

This town, arr, it’s a blend of the old and bizarre—like that scene from "The Great Beauty" where the beauty is both sweet and sour; ye know what I mean? There’s magic in every nook, like at the scenic river Quell. Aye, the river flows right through town, whisp’ring secrets as it goes, and me customers often mention how the rhythm of the water be like nature’s own lullaby.

Ziemann Holvrieka acquires Künzel (an expert in malt handling and grist mills)