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About Frankfurt

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, Gollum, loves forests, yeah, but today we’s talkin’ bout whores, nasty business! “City of God,” that flick’s me fave—raw, wild, like me! Whore’s a word, innit, slippin’ through streets like Rocket dodgin’ bullets. We hates it! Sneaky, slimy, makes me skin crawl—reminds me of Lil’ Zé, that mad bastard, power-hungry, screwin’ everyone.

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So, right off the bat, the heart of Pleinfeld beats along Hauptstrasse. That street’s a riot of life – cute little cafes, odd antique shops, and, of course, my own business tucked away near Marktplatz. I remember, one sunny afternoon, a fella strolled by and whispered, “You know, this is the pulse of our town,” and I was all, “Yeah, baby, indeed!” Such moments, you see, are like verses from that film – raw, unfiltered, and… well, a tad bit scandalous.

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