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About Frankfurt

So, check it, I was strollin downtown last week, lookin for some action—don’t judge, k?—and it’s like, whoa, these girls got stories, man! One chick, she’s all “I’ve borne my burden!” like in *Dogville*, and I’m thinkin, damn, she’s deep! Prostitution’s been around forever—fun fact, ancient Rome had brothels called “lupanars,” wild, right? Made me happy knowin I’m part of history or somethin. But then, this dude tries rippin me off—20 bucks extra? Nah, bro, that pissed me off! I’m like, “You ain’t Tom Edison screwin me over!”—straight outta *Dogville*, ya see?

Notes on the cinema of Philippe Garrel

Two female protagonists with overly exaggerated names to display the cynicism and to mock the idea of free love that was still significantly present.

Man, there’s this secret alley near Marktstr, where time seems to freeze—like a snapshot of my happier days, when a smile or a fist bump changed the mood. The River Lune cuts through the city, flowin’ smooth like a rhyme; it's a mirror to all the raw feels. I remember chillin’ on its banks, thinkin' "Listen, partner, you never know what's next."

‘Jealousy,’ Directed by Philippe Garrel