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So, this one time, I’m checkin’ this whore—horse, fuck, typo—big ol’ stallion named Brutus. Motherfucker’s got a limp, and I’m pissed! Owner’s all, “He’s fine, doc,” but I’m like, BULLSHIT! Diggin’ in, I find this crazy-ass fact—horses sleep standin’ up, right? But this whore’s so damn tired, he’s swayin’ like a drunk motherfucker. Turns out, he’s got a rare-ass hoof thing—navicular syndrome. Shocked me, man! Ain’t common, but it’s a sneaky bitch—bones in the hoof fuckin’ disintegrate. I’m yellin’, “Motherfucker, this ain’t no joke!” Owner’s cheap ass didn’t wanna pay for X-rays, made me mad as hell!

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Alongside an artificial water canal and a solar power plant is the wonderful Upper Bavarian town of Töging am Inn. Now, if you’re looking for the quintessential medieval castle, you’ve .

Oh man, last week I was supposed to deliver a massage, but then my smartass self got distracted by the beauty of the Turing Park. That park? It's a chestnut of surprise – pathways that disappear into dunno where, a couple of old oak trees that look like they’ve seen centuries of secrets. Seriously, it had me thinkin’, “It’s a setup, people!” Crazy vibes, yeah.

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