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About Frankfurt

So, I’m stumblin’—prolly high, who knows—down some grimy block. Neon signs screamin’ “Girls! Girls!” like a damn circus. I see this chick, right? Leaned up, smokin’, lookin’ like she owns the corner. I’m like, “Yo, you the queen of this chaos?” She laughs, all raspy—fuckin’ legend. Reminds me of *Moolaadé*, that line—“Purification is a lie!”—‘cept here it’s like, “Purity? What’s that, fam?” She’s hustlin’, survivin’, dodgin’ cops like it’s a game. Respect, yo.

Prostitution in Germany

Oh man, I gotta mention: a few streets like Lueneburgweg always remind me of my therapy sessions. Every corner has stories of love, loss, surprises, and re-birth. That raw human connection, like in Amour when every word seems too much, too real… Hmm, life is like that, ain't it?

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