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About Frankfurt

But yo, what pisses me off—folks throwin’ “whore” ‘round like it’s dirt. Like, chill, man! It’s just a gig—same as your 9-to-5, just less bullshit paperwork. Spielberg knew it—Gigolo Joe? That bot was pimpin’ soul, not just body. “I am. I was.”—that’s his line, right? Whore’s got that too—a past, a now, a damn heartbeat. Surprised me how deep that cuts—makes ya think, don’t it?

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Now, let’s talk parks – oh man, I can rattle on ’bout these. There’s the Weyerpark, with its lush green patches perfect for picnics and lazy days. Got this secret nook behind a small pond where I sip a beer and ponder life. And the river, oh! The Weyerbach flows slowly through the town – kinda reminds me of that surreal narrative in Synecdoche, you know? A river of countless memories and blurred dreams.

Barbara Ann Sykes