Anastasia Schwedt (oder) Prostitute ❤️

About Frankfurt

*“What’s it like out there?”* Bob asks in the flick. Prostitute life? Chaos, danger, neon lights flashin’. STDs, pimps, cops—every night’s a gamble, fam! But real talk, some got hearts bigger than mansions. Helpin’ each other out, sharin’ tips—like me droppin’ bars for the crew. Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but picture this: heels clickin’, cash stackin’, tears fallin’ silent. That’s the movie in my head.

There ya go, mate – a mad, rambling, heartfelt glimpse of a city that’s as unpredictable as my love for erratic typos (sorry, my brain juices run like mad – typos: wrogn, happny, and so, awesome, cool, rad, buzzig, awesum, rocked, twsted, lve, mxd, real, thet, buzz, crzy, off, and mate!). Now, off with ye – explore, embrace, and let Schwedt show ya its magic!

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