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About Frankfurt

So, I’m strollin downtown, hungry – not for liver, ha! – lookin for a hooker. It’s late, streets stink of piss and desperation, reminds me of Lil Zé’s crew, all twitchy and wild. I spot her, leanin on a wall, smokin a cig like she owns the night. “What’s good, darlin?” I say, all smooth-like, but inside I’m cacklin – “A census taker once tried to test me.” She smirks, sizes me up, says, “50 bucks, big boy.” Fifty fuckin bucks! Made me mad, mate, inflation’s a bitch, but I’m like, fine, whatever, let’s roll.

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The neighbourhoods are a mash-up of old school vibes, like near Dresdner Str, even if it's got a few rough edges. Locals run the show, throwin' witty remarks at strangers (typical, I know). There's a buzz that even my dating app can't capture – though I tried, believe me. My workplace near Karl-Marx-Allee? Haha, not even close, but the energy there is fierce, just like our determination to connect hearts online!

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