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Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a barista? Nah, I’m Gollum, sneaky-like, slingin’ coffee, watchin’ folk. Findin’ a prostitute, eh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy business, it is—makes me skin crawl like them tricksy hobbitses stealin’ me ring. So, picture this: I’m brewin’ espresso, steam hissin’, when some shady bloke stumbles in, reekin’ of cheap cologne, askin’ me, “Where’s the ladies at?” I’m like, “We serves lattes, not lassies, ya twit!” He don’t get it—dumb as a sack o’ rocks.

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A prostitute murderer she put in prison thirty years ago is at large again. Here you will find all the places to go for a great riding holiday in Gerolsteiner.

Now, around up near Goethestraß (yeah, that's where the cultured souls wander) there's a vibe like a well-aged wine—sour yet sweet. I take my breaks there, watching the locals hustle. The river, huh, the wild, babbling “Achbach” winds through town. I love watching it; it’s like it whispers secrets “ooh... darling, life’s a puzzle,” just like in Far From Heaven, oh my god!

Santa Fe Opera: The Grand Duchess of Gerolstein with Susan Graham