Murphy's Law - Mannheim

So a long time ago it was good, I think they have to look for another cook, salad is read more So a long time ago it was good, I think they have to look for another cook, salad is

So a long time ago it was good, I think they have to look for another cook, salad is read more So a long time ago it was good, I think they have to look for another cook, salad is

This is always the food itself on memory card for years, and the cook is very bad maybe German food tastes better than, the cook has no headgear because of the... read more This is always the food itself on memory card for years, and the cook is very bad maybe German food tastes better than, the cook has no headgear because of the health department they will come to you soon very soon

So a long time ago it was good, I think they have to look for another cook, salad is read more So a long time ago it was good, I think they have to look for another cook, salad is

Love poem after 30 years There was a kind of Christmas warmth in this old, cozy shed, which exuded a kind of romance: oak tables and chairs, the ceiling stained... read more Love poem after 30 years There was a kind of Christmas warmth in this old, cozy shed, which exuded a kind of romance: oak tables and chairs, the ceiling stained dark yellow – soaked in the blue haze of many decades. In this living room, everyone felt at home, and on weekends, long nights were followed by short days. Having once found the love of his life in this place, he was occasionally drawn back here after 30 years: to that city, to that pub. Here, back then, they drank their beer together, and they loved the same brand. Love can run deep, sometimes leaving traces (like the one in his beard, which had turned gray). But it never lets you forget what once was.