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Personal quirk? I talk to it sometimes, “Whore, why ya gotta play me?” Sounds nuts, but mining’s lonely. Keeps me sane, sorta. Sarcasm’s my shield—call it “the miner’s mistress,” useless but pretty. Hella informative, right? Next time ya see glitter in rocks, think twice—it’s probs whore screwin’ with ya! “We’re not liars,” Simin said—whore sure is. Love-hate this crap, keeps life spicy!

“Dig Where You are Standing” Malchow: A sub-camp of Ravensbrück

The factory was located 2 kilometers west of Malchow, west of Plauer Lake, with a highway (now Bundesstraße / Malchow-Karow) to the northeast, and bordered on the south by the .

Dude, I remember strollin’ near St. Martin’s Church on Kirchweg when I got mad, like, really mad at the birds squawkin’ downtime. They always seem to mock me, you know? It’s like they’re singin’ secrets of old, and I'm all, “Cmon, give me a break!” Ugh, sometimes the vibe is just too heavy or too light, you feel me?

Cedar Community Announces New Chief Administrative Officer