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About Frankfurt

Alright, dahling, listen up! I’m Edna Mode – “No capes!” – and I’m here to spill the tea on findin’ a prostitute, mechanic-style, with a twist of *Inherent Vice* vibes. Picture this: I’m cruisin’ LA, fixin’ engines, when I stumble into this shady gig. Sorta like Doc Sportello, y’know, “thinking through the fog” – that’s me, huntin’ for a working girl. Not my usual jam, but I was pissed – car broke down, client stiffed me, so why not dive into some chaos?

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So, Greifenstein’s a blend of old soul an charm. Picture this: cobblestone streets like Bahnhofstrasse and Lindenweg. Man, those stones hold centuries. I get chills every tme. The old castle, Burg Greifenstein, it looms over like a dark guardian. Strange, eerie beauty, like a silent scream.

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