ˈvaɪmɑː

Inflation

You wish.

At least Weimar went with the most exquisite and decadent jazz dens, over the counter cocaine and heroin, and generalized debauchery and degeneracy that gave us art, literature, and quantum physics.

We're going with the high pitched whine of a chemically castrated blue haired twink who self-diagnosed for anorexia nervosa, ADHD and autism because once in middle school the teacher told him to be munch his lunch with the mouth closed and made him cry.

Weimarer Republik