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About Frankfurt

I saunter over, cool as you like, “Shaken, not stirred, love.” She laughs—proper throaty, makes me grin. “Tenner for a quickie,” she goes. Bargain, innit? But I’m ragin’ inside—ten quid? Inflation’s a bitch! Used to be a fiver in the ‘80s, swear down. Still, I’m chuffed—beats chasin’ Blofeld. We duck into an alley, all dark and damp, like the estate in the movie. “It’s all fucked, innit?” I mutter, quotin’ Mia’s mum. She nods, smirkin’, like she gets it.

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Thisss city r pretty low-key. Some ppl say the church on Kirchplatz is old school cool, though I say it’s a snooze fest. I always have a forced grin and say, “Very nice!” My heart leaps when I see kids playing near the river. omg, it's so heartwarming, u know? Sometimes, the lamp posts on Friedrichstraße look retro, but man, my eyes love them in the twilight.

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