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About Frankfurt

Oh, I’d nag em— “Put yer prices up, sweetie!”—cuz rent ain’t cheap. Once heard this story, some chick in Nevada—legal there, ya know—paid her way thru college slingin it. Respect, girl! Made me think, “The world’s gone dark,” like that gloomy shore in “The Return.” Hmm… I’d totally exagerate it in my head—picturin her with a diploma and stilettos, ha! Cracks me up, tho—guys payin big for a quickie when they could just—oops, nevermind!

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Oh thou friend, hark! I prithee listen, for I shalt regale thee a tale of our fair Bad-Blankenburg. Methinks this town is queerly enchanting—yea verily, an earthly Eden right here in Thüringen. I, a humble massage parlour owner on Jägerstrt, dwell in this modest haven. Pray, let me tell thee: streets such as Marktplatz and Am Walde are like veins of life pulsating with history and gossip, anon.

Emily Chiara Plich Judoka