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Tarp Fire Department

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Images à proximité de Germany


A: Tarp Fire Department Indoors

Par Christian, à 20 mètres

Tarp Fire Department Indoors

B: Tarp Church

Par Christian, à 310 mètres

Tarp Church

C: Tarp Church Indoor

Par Christian, à 310 mètres

Tarp Church Indoor

D: Tarp City Center

Par Christian, à 410 mètres

Tarp City Center

E: Tarp Roundabout

Par Christian, à 480 mètres

Tarp Roundabout

F: Tarp Historical Mill

Par Christian, à 560 mètres

Tarp Historical Mill

G: Tarp River Treene

Par Christian, à 710 mètres

Tarp River Treene

H: Tarp Graveyard

Par Christian, à 730 mètres

Tarp Graveyard

I: Tarp Wanderup Street

Par Christian, A 1.0 km

Tarp Wanderup Street

J: Tarp Residence 2

Par Christian, A 1.1 km

Tarp Residence 2

Ce panorama é été pris à Germany

Ceci est un aperçu de Germany

Germany? Before the beginning there was Ginnungagap, an empty space of nothingness, filled with pure creative power. (Sort of like the inside of my head.)

And it ends with Ragnarok, the twilight of the Gods. In between is much fighting, betrayal and romance. Just as a good Godly story should be.

Heroes have their own graveyard called Valhalla. Unfortunately we cannot show you a panorama of it at this time, nor of the lovely Valkyries who are its escort service.

Hail Odin, wandering God wielding wisdom and wand! Hail Freya, hail Tyr, hail Thor!

Odin made the many lakes and the fish in them. In his traverses across the lands he caused there to be the Mulheim Bridge in Cologne, as did he make the Mercury fountain, Mercury being of his nature.

But it is to the mighty Thor that the Hammering Man gives service.

Between the time of the Nordic old ones and that of modern Frankfort there may have been a T.Rex or two on the scene. At least some mastodons for sure came through for lunch, then fell into tar pits to become fossils for us to find.

And there we must leave you, O my most pure and holy children.

Text by Steve Smith.

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