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I saunter up, all cocky, say, “Hey, how’s biz?” She laughs—dry, sarcastic laugh—goes, “Better than your fish stink.” Burn! I’m mad for a sec, but damn, she’s funny! Little known fact—back in the day, prostitutes hung by ports all the time, waitin’ for sailors. History’s wild, right? Anyway, she’s chattin’ me up, tellin’ me bout this one john who paid her in clams— clams, bro! I’m dyin’ laughin’, picturin’ her stuffin’ shells in her purse.

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I often travel up to the hills on the outskirts (call it Dorfberg or somesuch, if truth be told) for a massage session in nature — even the trees seem to lean in close. Loosen up your muscles, they say. And then, suddenly, I remember: "Time is like a diving bell." It rings, calls us deep into memory! So many moments there, like that time I got lost around the Marktplatz – oh, dear, I got so mad! I swore, "Stupid, fat hobbit!" and ran for light! Crazy, right?

Heinzel to close Raubling mill at the end of 2024