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Now, *The White Ribbon*, that flick – dark, twisted, my precious! “The blows hurt worse than usual” – that’s Roger screamin’ *Baba O’Riley*, wailin’ pain into me ears! Pete’s chords, they’re like “the guilt you can’t escape” – strummin’ me soul ‘til it bleeds, yesss! Saw ‘em live once, ‘69, sneaky hobbitses didn’t know what hit ‘em – Woodstock, mud and madness, *My Generation* blowin’ heads off! Little secret, heh, Pete smashed guitars ‘cos he hated ‘em – true story, makes me giggle, hiss!

A King's Whore

A King's Whore Where there is marriage without love, there is love without marriage. A blog dedicated to the finer art of being a royal.

Then, oh man, the river Flusslein flows, all gentle-like down near the old bridge on Brückenweg. I grew up massaging folks near that spot. It’s magical, like the movie said – "Life is a tapestry," or somethin' like that. I’d visit it when I needed to clear my head, you know?

A Visit To Reichenbach Falls, Where Sherlock Holmes Went To Die