In Neumühle, there is a small goddess. She is barely 20 centimeters tall. Perched high above, she is delicate and unassuming, elegant and graceful. Her throne: a 3.70-meter-tall water gate. From here, she overlooks everything. Flowing water surrounds her. Gushing cheerfully. Loud and roaring. Water from the depths of the city. Water that cleanses, refreshes, and gives life. Water that the little goddess bestows.