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About Munich

Alright, mate, listen up! I’m Gandalf, yeah, the wizard, and I’m here to tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prossie—err, prostitute—in a world gone mad, like in my fave flick, *Mad Max: Fury Road*. Picture this: the wasteland’s wild, sand’s blowin’, and I’m stompin’ through, staff in hand, shoutin’, “You shall not pass!” to any dodgy blokes tryin’ to rip me off. I’m lookin’ for a gal, right, someone to share a fire with in this crazed desert hellhole—kinda like Furiosa, but, y’know, for hire.

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Then there’s the Altstadt. Wow, it's fascinating, chock full of cobbled lanes, like Zimmererstrasse. Every corner makes you feel the pulse of history combined with our modern vibe. I remember one day, I was walking past the old fountain – Armin’s Fountain, as we locals call it (okay, maybe not official, hehe) – and I got a sudden thrill, like life is booming, “the headless woman” style, like, “I don't know what to do!” But hey, ya know, that just makes it more fun!

Frank Auerbach aimed only at one memorable image