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아름다운 풍경, 탁 트인 전망. 아늑한 장소.

well suited for paddlers

magnificent stone and brick building

Fish sandwich & beer box

Good road, usable even in bad weather.

One of several panels on German-German border history - stretching from Lübeck to Boltenhagen.

A decent surface, good for driving even in the wet. No cars!

In the old town hall in Grevesmühlen, hurray, a joyful song sounds: You don't open a door, you open regulations – but what lies within is 'cheese'-clear wit, my song of refuge. A banner hangs in front of the stage: "Pure Tradition." Inside, coffee, cookies, cakes crackle – all pure nature. A sign says: Calories? They're lost here, because every dish here has "zero," bullied at us, born adopted. Waffles dance through the hallway, vanilla melts in the light, strawberries pause the conversation, cream breaks worries. The cashier grins mischievously: "Here, only joy counts!" And the mayor nods: "We trade in purity – but not shyness." The mouth tastes of vanilla, the stomach sings songs softly, calories? Oh, they flee – they find no proof here. In the town hall courtyard, with the octopus lady, pencil artist free, waffles grow like planets, rich in stars, along with them. The files of everyday life pile up in sweet splendor, but every document secretly says: "Come on, I've made another one!" A tea here, an ice cream there, the clock ticks happily and gently, In Grevesmühlen's town hall, gravity is gently guarded. So we celebrate the town hall, old yet quite modern, heavy with no calories, only laughter, splendor, and stars. And as the day draws to a close, the bell softly calls: "Here you can buy joy without brakes – make yourself slim with anger!" Note: This poem is meant humorously; the actual calorie-free nature of food cannot be scientifically proven.