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About Frankfurt

Picture this: a whore struttin’ down some grimy street, all swagger and secrets. Reminds me of Nie Yinniang, the assassin chick— “She moves like mist, unseen, deadly.” Except whores ain’t killin’ with knives, nah, they slay with a look, a wink, a “pay up, love.” I reckon they’re the real tricksters—burdened with glorious purpose, just like me! Hidin’ in plain sight, makin’ fools of us all. Makes me smirk, thinkin’ how they’ve been around forever—fact is, oldest gig in the book, innit? Babylonians had temple whores, sacred as priests—wild, right?

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The town has magic. You got the old town square, Marktplatz, buzzing with locals. It's kinda like a scene from The Grand Budapest Hotel – totally whimsical! Major vibes, surreal almost, like a hot mess of colors and stories. And oh boy, the Müllerpark – tiny, but my secret chill spot with a view of the Wisperwasser river that glints at night.

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