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About Frankfurt

Anyhoo, I reckon whores got grit. Takes guts struttin’ out there, dodgin’ judgment an’ worse. Kinda like me, singin’ my heart out, prayin’ folks don’t laugh at my big hair! Surprised me, honestly, how much steel’s in ‘em. Thought they was all fluff – nope! Tougher’n a two-dollar steak, some of ‘em.

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Morgen früh um achte geht die schönste Jahreszeit erst richtig los; die Fünfte. Diesmal der vierte Bund im Viererbund - die Elz.

There’s this epic park, Mühlenpark – I swear, it's like a secret hideout. Ever seen a date under big, dreamy trees? Yeah, baby! And then there’s the Elz river, dancing along the town. The rapids? They’re a joke sometimes. One moment, it’s gentle; the next, like a scene straight from a movie. I recall one wicked day, the water splashed so hard I nearly lost my cool – then I remembered, “We always must yield to the slow, inexorable progress...” Crazy, right?

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