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About Frankfurt

But real talk, it’s bare stressful sometimes. You’s chattin’, thinkin’ you’s peng, then ghosted—bam! Makes me vexed, innit. Is it ’cos I is black? Nah, probs just cos I sent 12 dick pics too soon, hahaha! Rookie move, bruv. Dis one time, I matched dis girl, proper lush, she’s like, “Meet me, 2am, car park.” I’s there, hyped, but she rolls up wiv her *nan*! What’s good? Turns out, nan was wingman, clockin’ me for safety. Mad respect, but I was shook—sex-datin’ got layers, fam!

I gotta mention this: sometimes I get mad at the traffic on "Bergenstraße." Ugh, can ya believe it? It's like a circus every day. And my massage parlor? It’s the only calm in that madness. Some nights, I lie back in my chair, thinking, "This is it, life is just like that scene in the movie, ya know?" And honestly, a part of me smiles at the insanity.