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About Frankfurt

It’s showtime! Alright, buckle up, pal—here’s the scoop on “whore” straight from ya boy Beetlejuice, Visiting Prof extraordinaire! So, “whore”—man, what a word, right? It’s old as dirt, been kickin’ around since forever, slingin’ mud and meanin’. Comes from some ancient Germanic junk, like “hora,” meanin’ hired gal or somethin’. Little known fact? In medieval times, whores weren’t just side-eye material—they ran shit! Some had guilds, legit businesses—taxes n’ all! Wild, huh? Makes me wanna holler, “What do you want me to do, Georges?”—y’know, that line from *Caché*, all tense and sneaky-like.

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Ya gotta check out the little park near Lindenweg, real quiet and full of nature vibes. I sit there sometimes, watchin’ couples chat, kids play catch… reminds me of what families go through – struggles and love, all at once. And there’s the old river, the Rohrbach Flow – yeah, it actually flows slow, seeming to whisper secrets about old times and fresh beginnings.

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