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About Frankfurt

What pisses me off? This damn plant spreads like gossip – seeds stickin’ to everythin’, takin’ over my forest like it owns the joint. I’m like, “Yo, Whorehound, you ain’t the king here, I am!” But then, get this, it’s got these tiny white flowers, kinda cute, right? Surprised me, made me smirk – like findin’ a soft side to a tough guy. Still, I yank it out, no mercy, cuz it’s my forest, my rules.

(Heinrich Graf Brühl)

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Ay, thou know'st my trade as a pleasure coach, and mine eyes doth glean secret charms others overlook. I spied a tiny nook on Brühler Weg – a smal alley where colours dance and whispered confessions echo among the walls, like a faint echo of "I am lost, yet I am found." That ye olde secret spot, merely a wink away from the pulsating heart of town, fed my soul and rocked me like bass in a midnight jazz.

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