International confectionary: I say new-git, you say new-gat. America’s
lame barbecue. Hypnotic maps, the Circumpolar Route, raw terror. The
Charlie Gibbs Fracture Zone. Germany has lost its way; horrifying nature;
Lebenspuren & Joie de Vivre.
International confectionary: I say new-git, you say new-gat. America’s
lame barbecue. Hypnotic maps, the Circumpolar Route, raw terror. The
Charlie Gibbs Fracture Zone. Germany has lost its way; horrifying nature;
Lebenspuren & Joie de Vivre.
Leibenspuren translates as “pure life.” Literally, anyway. (I didnt know Germans did figuratively). So maybe that’s what they found: the fountain of youth!
Figures they’d get there first. Any place I ever go that “no one’s ever gone to,” when I get there, there’s always a couple a Germans who got there three days ago. Damn.