I have no clue what a camel has to do with heroin though

The Wire...

Okay it’s not that old but it would be my favorite show no matter what question is asked

This is why I opt for services that have all their data centers in Germany when it comes to my private data.

I find some of his arguments valid. I thought about quitting alcohol for a while.

But his argument falls short for substances that might be able to help you or have positive impact on your life such as psilocybin, lsd and MDMA

If it is not too late, I am an advocate of the music/party scene in Berlin :D

A friend of mine manages Birgit and Bier. Not too far off and good music at night!

It was very weird to use our "real" names. I felt much more comfortable to call galen "galen", even though I had no idea how I would pronounce it

Shut up, your German is so good, it is scary! :D

It was really fun time with galen! We went for a walk up the "Philosophenweg" (philosopher's road) to have a look at Heidelberg on that rainy day. Luckily we caught some sun :)

Later we got us some beers, went up the other mountain to the castle and then for dinner with two of my room mates

You should come south for a visit! Just fly back from Frankfurt :)

Yes, come over here! When are you heading south?

Well, the story continues as follows:

5 years after she got married, she decides to get a divorce. Things weren't going that well. During the divorce her husband gets diagnosed with cancer. 5 months later, he dies. His family blames her for his cancer (!!!!) and that she left him when he needed her most.

Then starts probably the hardest time for her. Because she also blamed herself for leaving him. It took her the next 2-3 years to get clear about this. During that period she called me once and basically asked me if I want to marry her. For a split second, I thought about it but then pushed it away. She way mentally unstable and I couldn't even think about that working out. A year later I get mentally unstable and refuse her approaches because of that....

Now both of us are better off. Who knows what the future brings :)

When I was 14, I feel in love with a girl that showed up from nowehre. We both grew up in the weird arabic world that has many similarities to what francopoli metioned. I played my part and was trying to be that son my father wanted me to be (tough, masculin, dominant, love sport) but she, she was just 100% herself. A rebel that, for me back then, figured life out. It can be all distilled down to one action she did on that day. Our families were invited to the house of a common friend, a neurologist and his wife. When we were all about to have dinner and and the wife of the neurologist asked us what we wanted to drink, everyone said "water" or "juice" or something else that sounded suitable. When she asked that girl she said "Cola!". When the neurologst's wife said that they had no coke, the girl simply said "no worries" and took a can of coke from her handbag, cracked it open and drank straight from the can.

I don't know why, but that one move back then sums up my fascination with her. I was a weird guy back then, getting bullied at school for being the weird one etc. and I found in her a role model. Of course I will have a crush on her. That went on for the next 4 years. At some point I lost contact with her (she was living in another city) and I was wondering how she was doing so I called her cousin (who was also there on that one dinner evening) he told me that he is on his way to her engagement party right now and that she is going to get married in a few months....

My whole world broke into pieces. From that moment I knew I had to pack my stuff and move to Germany. Far far away.... For the next few years I lost contact with her, I was too hurt to talk to her. One day I just decided to contact her and we reconnected. Visited her and her husband and things were much better. The story continues but that is for another day.

Even though we never got together, she is a great friend and actually, I just got off a skype call with her where we talked about our love lives... Feels weird to write that story out somehow