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About Frankfurt

I drink, I know things—brothels ain’t just shagging. Power plays, secrets, all that jazz. Once heard a lord spill battle plans mid-moan—idiot. Rose told me, smirkin’. “In this place, flesh rules,” she said—sounded like Gigolo Joe again, “What’s real, huh?” Love that movie, swear it’s me in robot form.

Hamburg – city of sin

I keep thinkin’ of that one night – oh, good heavens, the scent o’ salt and excitement mixing in the air, laughin' with me mates near the mix of modern architecture and historic relics. Makes me heart race like a cannonball from a pirate ship! Arr, I swear by the wind – I've seen more passion in these streets than in all the scripts I've ever spilt me thoughts upon.

Fletcher Priest wins Hamburg housing competition