Hello it, I lives here in Waging. In the deepest Upper Bavaria, 20 kilometers away from the Austrian border. In my Singlehousehold everything runs as it should. For the moment I am a bit dependent on this hayman nosespray. I know well driving a car and have continuously a incredible hangover. The lady world likes me and I wants fun to have. Let me know if it times in the brothel want!
Or: "How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not, though he sometimes thinks he senses it. But without deeper reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people -- first of all for those upon whose smiles and well-being our own happiness is wholly dependent, and then for the many, unknown to us, to whose destinies we are bound by the ties of sympathy. A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life are based on the labors of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in