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A: Putbusser Park (Weg)

by David Borchardt, 170 meters away

Putbusser Park (Weg)

B: Jägerhütte

by David Borchardt, 220 meters away

Jägerhütte

C: Putbusser Park

by David Borchardt, 360 meters away

Putbusser Park

D: Schlossterrasse Putbus

by David Borchardt, 440 meters away

Schlossterrasse Putbus

E: Schwanenteich

by David Borchardt, 460 meters away

Schwanenteich

F: Markt Putbus

by David Borchardt, 640 meters away

Markt Putbus

G: Orangerie Putbus

by David Borchardt, 700 meters away

Orangerie Putbus

H: Putbusser Park

by David Borchardt, 730 meters away

Putbusser Park

I: Putbusser Park 2

by David Borchardt, 810 meters away

Putbusser Park 2

J: Circus Putbus

by David Borchardt, 880 meters away

Circus Putbus

This panorama was taken in Rügen, Germany

This is an overview of 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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