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About Frankfurt

I got mad once—oh boy—saw this guy hagglin’ with her like she’s a flea market rug. Made my blood boil! She’s a person, not a damn bargain bin. But then—happy twist—saw her laugh at some john’s dumb joke, and I thought, “She’s got spirit!” Surprised me, y’know? Thought they’d all be jaded. Guess not. Another time, heard this wild story—some gal in Amsterdam worked the red-light district dressed as a nun. A nun! Clients went nuts—talk about niche marketin’!

PROSTITUTION IN THE PHILIPPINES

I was walkin' along Mainstrasse by the river Nidda—yes, that Nidda!—and I got all emotional. I mean, this river, it flows like our collective dreams, like in "Tabu" when life slips through your fingers! Look, just like in the movie, sometimes you gotta shout: "We are the memory of history"—and damn, that hits hard when you're steamin' in my spa.

Rains, melting snow causing flooding in Germany