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About Frankfurt

I’m hyped now, heart pumpin’—she’s got this spark, this hustle. Reminds me of Batman, maskin’ her pain, fightin’ her fight. I’m like, “Girl, unleash the power within!” in my head, obvi—I ain’t yellin’ that at her, I’d look nuts. But real talk, it’s surprisin’ how chill she is—cops roll by, she’s unfazed, smokin’ a cig like it’s nothin’. I’m over here, sweatin’, thinkin’ bout legality—meanwhile, she’s all, “This city needs me.”

Sex in Hamburg-Eilbek

I love the local hub, Eilbek Markt. The smell of fresh bread, sound of chattering locals, and that weird but lovable street musician playing tunes that remind me of family therapy sessions, where every heart speaks out in sync. Sometimes, I just laugh at all the absurdity, thinking, “Man, life is like a newspaper, stirring up the truth!”

Drittes Reich: Hamburgs Roter Osten