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About Frankfurt

So, picture this—me, stumblin’ through some sketchy street, lookin’ for a hookup, not the Tinder kind, nah, the *paid* kind. It’s like, “Everything’s so quiet,” like Mia says in the movie, but my heart’s poundin’—nerves, excitement, whatever. I’m mad curious, right? Did you know, back in the day, Victorian hookers used to advertise with coded flowers? Like, a red rose meant “I’m down”—wild, huh? Bet they didn’t have that on *Fish Tank*’s council estate.

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This is a tale about my life, one of adult websites, futures remapped thanks to the simple word “hello”, and a trip to Whistler via Brazil.

My fave moment? Sitting by the small stream near the old porcelain factory – yeah, that’s a secret spot. The water babbles, “All that matters, my friend, is now!” I’m talkin’ real moments that remind me how small we are, yet how vast our dreams can be.

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