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About Frankfurt

Oi, mate, I’m Loki—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, let’s chat bout whores, yeah? Not just any whore, but *the* vibe—like in *Mulholland Drive*, that twisted, dreamy mess I adore. Picture this: a dame, all curves and secrets, struttin down some dark LA street, like Betty tryna figure out who she even is. “I’m not who you think,” she’d purr, lips red as sin, eyes screamin trouble. Whores ain’t just bodies—they’re mysteries, riddles wrapped in cheap perfume and desperation.

SPIEGEL Gruppe

The streets here are tight, man. Like, you start out on Hauptstrasse—always buzzin', ya know? Shops, cafés, and some of the wildest characters you'll ever meet. There's this old brick building on Marktstrasse that always reminds me of the film, A.I. Artificial Intelligence—"I’m not a robot, I’m a human!" Yeah, man, that line gets me every damn time!

Rockaway Borough’s first-responders are among those honored for bravery