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About Frankfurt

I’m ready! Hiya, buddy! So, escort, huh? Talkin’ ‘bout them fancy missions in games where ya gotta babysit some NPC—drives me nuts! Like, I’m a game designer, right? And I’m sittin’ here thinkin’, escort quests are the pineapple under the sea of game design—ya love ‘em, ya hate ‘em! My fave movie, *Amour*—yep, that gloomy French flick—kinda sneaks into this. “I can’t take it anymore,” the old guy says, and I’m like, SAME, when that NPC gets stuck on a rock again!

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MAC. LUSH. long scalding-hot showers. bubble baths. soft cool sheets. sleeping in. sudden downpour. slutty red nails. beach. sunsets. floating on my back.

Cham's got layers, like past lives in a neverending loop. You might feel the gentle pulse of history in each street corner. I mean, who knew a small town could scream so much wisdom? Crazy, rightyy? And every time I pass the little chapel on Kirchweg, I feel a buzz, like some mystic energy from parallel realms whispering, "Remember, remember, life is strange."

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