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About Frankfurt

So, prostitutes—man, they’re a trip. Been around forever, right? Oldest job in the book, no kiddin. Back in Rome, they had these brothels, called lupanars—fancy word, huh?—an the girls painted their lips red to show they’re “open for biz.” Little fact for ya, Clarice, betcha didn’t know that! Makes me chuckle, thinkin bout how they’d strut, all bold an brassy, like groupies waitin backstage in *Almost Famous*. “You’re too sweet for rock n roll,” someone’d say, but these gals? Too tough for sweet!

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And don’t even get me started on the parks. There's the little gem namens Sonnenpark that seems chill, so green, so raw, straight from nature's diary. Feels like walking into the unknown, like Terrence Malick whispered, “Come, let us step into the new world,” while the trees just vibe with ya. Sometimes, I strolled there, thinkin’ about all the sock hop times and those secret massages after midnight.

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