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About Frankfurt

Investing? Risky af. Brothels boom in chaos—wars, plague, whatever. Peace hits, and they’re screwed—laws tighten, prudes whine. I’d stash gold elsewhere, but damn, the thrill’s tempting. “One day I’ll fly away”—yeah, with their profits, maybe. Hate how they prey on fools, tho—makes me wanna slap someone. Still, clever ones? They’re queens in silk, and I respect that. grudgingly. Chaos is their ladder, and I get it—climbed mine too. Thoughts? Burn or buy, just don’t trust ‘em. Ever.

Where is the Amsterdam Red Light District

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I stroll near the Ziegelweg, the old brick lane, and I get a kick out of the graffiti that tells wild stories—stories of dreams and, err, weird daydreams! I remember one time, while I was giving a massage to a client, the dude whispered, "I feel like my skin's talking to me." That stuck with me, like a quote from that Spike Jonze flick: "The past is just a story we tell ourselves." Seriously, it's deep as can be.

EJ Obiena beats Chris Nielsen to rule Jockgrim event in Germany