Ellie Frankfurt (oder) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️❤️

About Dusseldorf

S’not yer usual crop, nah. Little known fact – them old farmers in France, yeah? Used to call it “whore’s weed” ‘cause it’d spread like mad, no control, like a brothel on payday! Pissed me off at first, mate – kept ruinin’ me neat rows. But then I was like, “Bloody hell, it’s tough!” Survives drought, bugs, everythin’. Made me happy, that – tough lil’ shit, respect!

Then there's Nikolaiviertel. That place—so rich in stories, depths, and a certain magic. I often wander there after work, feeling the pulse of the city. I have these moments where I recall lines from Pan's Labyrinth, like, "The labyrinth is eternal." It makes me think, "we are all just trying to find our way out."

The other Frankfurt: an East German city grapples with identity