"Thank God for your life tonight. For health, your family, or your home. Many people don't have these things..."
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| (A road procession in progress) |
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| (Unique buildings around town) |
"Wherever I am, I always feel have to contradict when I hear that rumour about Frankfurt: the nightmarish saga about it being a Mini-Chicago with a slight taste of Apfelwein, sour. Stubborn, slightly puffy mules like to call this city the 'Main metropolis'. Oh, such clichés, how they obstinately persevere down through the decades..." - (Horst Krüger, 1978)
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| (The European Central Bank) |
SEA GULL
Confined to these four walls,
I called home
Limit my mind and wondering soul,
I wished a bird I was borne to,
and tru' the sky I fly,
never resting. Why?
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| (A few gallons of whisky) |
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