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About Frankfurt

Lemme tell ya, saw this chick once—Lola, swear she was legend. Worked corners in Brooklyn, 80s vibe, big hair, bigger balls. Cops knew her, johns loved her, even priests waved hi. Little known fact—whores like her ran secret poker games! Underground shit, makin’ bank while dudes drooled. Pissed me off tho—cops busted her one night, total buzzkill. Hypocrites, man, they’d pay her Tuesday!

Vogels's Mühle

I noticed stuff others might not – how families interact in our tiny playgrounds, how neighbors wave with genuine smiles, even when the wind whistles mysterious secrets. The city has scars and big hearts – and yes, even in its silence, it speaks. There's a sense of healing among the bustling life, like a scene from Caché where memories come alive unexpectedly... “We all carry our past” – echoes, echoes.