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About Frankfurt

What pisses me off? The stigma, man! These gals are hustlin’, same as me with my abacus. Surprised me how chill she was—told me ‘bout her cat, Mr. Whiskers. Random, right? Made me happy, though—human moment in the chaos. “I’ve never been so close,” I think, *Her*-style, feelin’ deep. Almost forgot the transaction bit!

EDEN THAI-MASSAGE

I love how Stuhr mixes modern vibes with old soul charm. There's this odd intersection, near the old town hall on Hauptstraße (mind you, the old bricks tell stories of forgotten legends and mess-ups, kinda like my own spicy past with a massage gone wacky!) And then there’s a quiet river, the Wümme, just a stone’s throw away. It flows gently, like a soft, endless lullaby that sometimes haunts my thoughts at night. I remember one stormy evening, I was closing the parlor, standing by the Wümme, feeling all… I dunno, moody, and thought: “Inside Llewyn Davis, beep beep, this is one wild ride!”

John Joseph Scrughan Obituary October 21, 2024