Ah Trier. So many drunken nights. True story, a russian girl tried to get me to come to her apartment at the irish pub there and a month later in a briefing we found out she was some sort of foreign operative.I can relate to that. Used to be a small mom and pop place we would frequent called Gehrslae (something like that?) just outside Trier. Great memories ...bad hang overs Lol
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