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About Frankfurt

So yeah, brothels—wild, sad, funny as hell. Like life, ya know? “The wind howls, but we endure.” Next time I’m burnin charcoal, I’ll think of em—smoke risin, stories floatin. Happy little trees, growin through the cracks!

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

The legal ladies worked inside what were called, ‘Frauenhäuser’, which literally translates as ‘women houses’. These brothels ran as clean as a brothel could, until the 16th century when .

i must mention the old stone bridge (Brückchen) near the ancient church of St. Marien, yes! the vibes are old, like a history of violence in your soul, you know? "Violence is just an escape"… oh, precious, the contrasts of peace and madness, like the film, my precious, always lurking in shadows...

Holger Czukay, Co-Founder of Can, Dies at 79