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About Frankfurt

So, I’m strollin’ through this ramshackle town, boots kickin’ up dirt, lookin’ for a gal who’s sellin’ more than smiles. Ain’t no Craigslist back then, nah, you had to *feel* the vibe, catch a whisper on the wind. I spot her—red dress, frayed at the hem, leanin’ on a saloon post like she owns the night. Eyes sharp, like she’s sizin’ me up for a claim. I’m all, “Well, shit, she’s got game!” Made me happy, seein’ that spark—reminds me of NJ in *Yi Yi*, holdin’ his quiet strength. Ain’t nobody tellin’ her who she is.

I been here for years now. Every street, park, and hidden corner fills me with memories of whispered secrets and lost loves—sometimes sweet, sometimes dangerous. I got 17 times more feels than most typical cities. I luv it all—even the messy bits with misspelled names like Kirscheweg (oops, Didn’t mean that, oh well)! The charm here is in its flaws and unexpected joys, a pure mosaic of raw life.

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