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Osti Mathias
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Springt er oder springt er nicht? 10 Meter können ganz schön hoch sein. Auf der Sprunganlage in Denzlingen kann man sich aber langsam höher tasten. Bei einem guten Sprung kann man jedenfalls mit Beifall rechnen.
Sport & Familienbad in Denzlingen. Die Sprunganlage, mit 10 Meter Turm, fordert selbst Mutige. Die me...
Blackberries overgrow anything that isn't regularily used and the colors chip off... Only a few hundr...
The goods wagons could go directly into the halls here. Only a few hundred meters from my home is the...
A large part of the area lies idle only some tracks are used to park trains. Only a few hundred meter...
The large wagon hall is used by different firms mostly as a storehouse Only a few hundred meters from...
In the University of Freiburg's Botanical Garden you can find a “life size” “Phylogenetic Tree of the...
From the old Kepler-Gymnasium only the central tower is left. The new buildings house several courts ...
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.