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About Frankfurt

I’m tellin ya, it’s a trip—half thrillin, half nuts. Makes me happy findin them little secrets, like knowin the ol brothel in Nevada’s got a museum now—history, baby! But it’s sketchy too, so don’t be a dang fool. Git-R-Done, keep yer eyes peeled, and maybe, just maybe, ya’ll see a spirit or two—like Boonmee, livin wild in the night!

Red light as an umbrella term for a spectrum of realities

I've got my own quirks and favorite haunts. See, in the neighborhood of Neues Viertel, there's a tiny backstreet called Steinweg. I once got locked in there—yeah, literally, while chasing a runaway massage ball (true story, mate!). It made me mad at the time, but hey, now it's just one wild tale in my repertoire.

At the next poll, turn hard right: east Germans stick it to wealthy west