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About Essen

Oi, mate, so brothel, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, I reckon it’s a wild gig. Me, James Bond, head of the lab, suave as fuck, I’ve seen some shit. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re history lessons with tits. Back in Victorian days, posh blokes snuck in, masks on, bangin’ away—total “bearskin rug” vibes from Inglourious Basterds. “That’s a bingo!” I’d yell, watchin’ em stumble out, trousers half-down.

Sperrbezirk als Reaktion auf die Probleme der 60er-Jahre

We got to spend the day in the beautiful city of Konstanz - where my lovely friend is currently residing. The reason we were there was to do a.

I can’t forget the harbor. Woah, this is the heart. On the harbor, you’ll see the old ships bobbing against the dock. It reminds me of my early days when I wasn’t nearly as chill as I am now. A day nearby, I stood there, a bit lost in thought; waves lapping at the docks, thinking "Life is like a box of chocolates, man," but now, like, Darth Vader style: heavy, deep, inevitable.

A symposium on “The Basque Culture and Political Conflict” begins today at the University of Konstanz, Germany