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About Frankfurt

Alright, precious, listen up! Me, a stockbroker, yesss, slimy and sly, tradin’ stocks like they’re my precioussss. Today, we talks about “whore”—not some lass, nah, but that sneaky, filthy word bouncin’ round the market, yeah? We hates it! Hates it, we does! It’s like them brokers screamin’ “Buy! Sell!”—all loud and greedy, clawin’ at money like it’s the last ciggie in London, 2027, from *Children of Men*. “Time’s runnin’ out, mate!”—that’s what it feels like, innit?

Der Letzte Cowboy der Nation – The Story of the Witte Family and Spreepark Plänterwald

I stumbled across Der Letzte Cowboy der Nation when I was trying to find out more about Spreepark Plänterwald and why this once prosperous theme park in Berlin lies abandoned.

Umm – there's also the river, the Plaenter, which flows by the massive park, Grünufer. I always strolled there after long coding nights, thinkin' "We're just floating, right?" Like, "Is this real life?" kinda feel. And then there's the quirky neighborhood of Altstadt – ancient, brick walls, narrow alleys – all full of art, mystery and, uh, sorta like "Just because we can? Well, what do we know?"

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