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Oi, mate, yeah baby! I'm Austin Powers, shaggadelic glazier extraordinaire! So, dig this—findin’ a prossie, right? Wild scene, man! I’m cruisin’ the streets, feelin’ groovy, thinkin’ ‘bout my fave flick, *Inglourious Basterds*. Tarantino’s a bloody genius—scalpin’ Nazis, far out! Anyway, I’m on the prowl, lookin’ for a bird to shag, yeah? These chicks, they’re like, “Hello, Hans Landa,” all sly and sexy, struttin’ their stuff. Makes me wanna yell, “That’s a bingo!” like Christoph Waltz, ya dig?

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The earliest written laws of the Germanic tribes reveal attitudes toward witches ranging from toleration or indifference to insults and death.

Qwick mentions: I got my kicks at Le Vieux Port. Ships rock in and out. Street art on Rue des Ombres cracks me up, man. So colorful, but not too flashy—quiet rebellion. They say, "Brooklyn, oh Brooklyn," as I lean on its brick walls.