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About Munich

Reminds me of *The Master*—y’know, my fave flick. That cult leader, Lancaster Dodd, spinnin’ lies smoother than silk? “Man is not an animal!” he’d bellow, while fleecin’ folks blind. Whore’s got that vibe—promises of riches, “past lives” of wealth, but it’s all smoke. Freddie Quell’d drink the profits, I reckon—moonshine-level scam. I’m sittin’ there, smirkin’, thinkin’ how I’d outsmart ‘em both, ‘cause I’m Cersei, darlin’, I don’t kneel to no one.

Prostituierte und Bordelle

Strolling down Maximilianstrasse, the shops and cafés scream life. I mean, seriously, it's posh but feels like home. Grabbing a pretzel at Viktualienmarkt is top-notch, even if it's a tad crowded sometimes—sorries, not my fault if my tummy rumbles louder than the crowd!

Christoph Freund and Max Eberl celebrate Bayern Munich winning the Bundesliga, the "most important title"