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Beaches of Aken

Since this summer I was wondering where a beach could be in Aken. Well, there is Jens' favorite joke "If Holland would not be, Aken would be at the sea", but since luckily our western neighbours are still there, a coast in Aken is hard to imagine. Therefore, I was wondering about the following story that happened this summer:
Me and a friend were on our way home from the pubs. At one traffic light, a car stopped and two guys asked us "Do you speak French?" - "No, sorry". So the guy tried in English: "Where is the beach of Aken?" - "The BEACH????". They got a little bit embarrassed, but still willingly to find the place, they said "Yes, the beach". We laughed hard and said that there is no beach in Aken. Obviously becoming red, they drove away. Since then we always wondered: how the hell can you seriously look for a beach in Aken.

Until today. After dark I was on my way to the city center getting my last presents for Christmas. In a traffic jam next to the sidewalk four young macho-guys in a car waved at me "Entschuldiguuung?". French accent. Happy to help a foreigner I walked towards the car. The guy was already shouting while I was still too far away to hear everything through the noise of the city, but the only word I catched up was "Schlampe". Oh great, I thought: They want to mess. When I reached the car the guy asked me again "Do you speak French?" - "No." - "Oh, ok. Do you know where the beaches are" - "The beaches???" I asked confused. "Yes" another one said: "For sex, you know?" - And then I knew!

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