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About Frankfurt

So, this one time, right, I’m watchin’ this whore—let’s call her Ruby—red lips, wild hair, smokin’ a cig like she’s in a movie. She’s got guts, y’know? Heard she once conned some rich git outta his watch—solid gold, too! Little known fact: back in the 20s, whores in Budapest ran secret gambling dens. True story, mate, look it up! Ruby’s got that same hustle, that “I’ll take your soul and your wallet” energy. Makes me grin, thinkin’ bout it—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” ‘cause I SEE it, the real shit.

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Now, here’s my secret: near Marienbergstrasse, hidden behind a shabby brick facade, there’s a dive bar that's so delightfully grim. It smells like old beer and ambition – perfect for a night of mean, sarcastic banter. I once met a girl there who claimed “They are thanking you” like it was some damn motto. I nearly choked laughing.