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About Frankfurt

Clarice… you wanna talk whores? Alright, buckle up, kiddo, this’ll be wild. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout that lil’ gem, *A.I. Artificial Intelligence*—Spielberg’s twisted fairy tale, y’know? Gigolo Joe, that slick bastard, “What do you want, baby?”—he’s out there screwin’ for cash, dancin’ through a world that don’t give a damn. Whores, man, they’re like that—trapped in flesh, sellin’ it cheap. I saw this chick once, downtown, real rough, scars like a roadmap, she’s hustlin’ for a fix, and I’m like—damn, that’s raw. Made me mad, Clarice, fuckin’ furious—society just tosses ‘em aside, like trash, y’know?

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So, first thing’s first: Main Street – Schillerstraße – is where it all kicks off. Trust me, you stroll there and you’re hit with that sweet mix of old-school charm and modern cool. I often wander those streets after work as a counselor. I'm always meeting women, trading stories, laughing about the absurdity of life. Crazy, right? And then there’s the zigzag alley of Webergasse – real hidden gem, lots of local art and quirky cafes where you sip on a bomb espresso and listen to life unfold. No joke, some of my best moments happened there!

Ah-Sin-Heek hydro generating station slated for upgrades