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About Frankfurt

I toss da gal a wink, say, “Let’s ditch dis clown.” She giggles—cute, ya?—an’ we bolt. Pimp’s screamin’, “I’ll find ya!” an’ I’m laughin’, “Good luck, ya schmuck!” We duck into some dive bar, an’ she’s like, “Yer funny, baldy.” I’m HAPPY again, sippin’ vodka, thinkin’, “Lightbulb! Gru’s still got it!” She tells me her name’s Katya, an’ I’m like, “Dat’s fate, eh?” ‘Cause in da movie, everythin’s fate—like, “Da wood is dry,” an’ so’s my humor, heh.

Simbach am Inn

Simbach’s got this vibe: random, wild, quirky. Streets, like Ludwigstraße, weave tales of old legends even as modern misfits yap away on their phones. Nothing is perfect – and boy, aren’t I lovin’ every erratic, bumpy second of it! bzzzt, kaos, and sometimes, totally unexpected serendipity keeps my head spinning in a good way.

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