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About Frankfurt

Last week, right, I’m in a tavern, tankard in hand, scopin’ the room. This bird—red lips, skirts hiked up—winks at me. I’m thinkin’, “Tyrion, you clever bastard, she’s yours.” But nah, she’s got a pimp, uglier than Gregor Clegane, breath like a latrine. Pissed me off—why’s everythin’ gotta be so complicated? “Be quiet and do what I say,” she whispers, like I’m some green boy. Cheeky cow! I’m the Imp, I know tricks she ain’t dreamed of. Paid her double just to shut her gob and get on with it. Felt good, though—coin well spent.

Cities close to Aachen

Bro, neighborhoods like Röte and Eppendorf are where the heart of PJuelich strikes hardest. I’ve seen kids squabble on cobbled lanes, families reunite, elders reminisce – all like snap stories. Honestly, I sometimes catch myself wonderin’ if these vibes could heal a broken heart or two. It's wild how psych dynamics pop out in every random convo.

Mikko Juelich appointed head of Stena Line in Germany