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About Frankfurt

Winter’s the kicker—quiet, cold, reflective. “All is illusion,” the movie says. Whores know that better than anyone. They play the game, wear the mask, laugh at the suckers who buy it. I respect the hustle! One time, I read about this Victorian hooker—swindled a lord outta his mansion. A mansion! I cackled so loud I scared my cat. That’s my kinda chaos.

Riviera life

The neighborhoods? Oi, worthless clichés aside, here there are spots that most folks miss—tiny alleys off Esslinger Straße where old graffiti meets new life, cafes that smell of fresh brewed coffee and aged vinyls. Each corner tells a story. Sometimes I get mad at how some buildings forget their past—but that's life, innit?

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