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About Frankfurt

Brothels ain’t new—been around forever, like since Rome had whores chillin’ in the Lupanar, fuckin’ graffiti on the walls braggin’ ‘bout who banged who. Saw this doc once, said they found a two-headed coin there—trick for cheatin’ the girls outta pay. Sneaky bastards. Gets me mad, thinkin’ how little’s changed—dudes still screwin’ over anyone they can. But then, flip it, some of these workers? Tough as nails. Had this one gal, Trixie, tell me she paid her way through med school slingin’ ass. Surprised the hell outta me—thought she was just another sob story. Nope, she’s out there now, stitchin’ up idiots like me. Respect, man.

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Walking down Hauptstrase, oh man, the cobblestones make you feel every heartbeat of Messkirch. You see, I've had some mega zen moments here that even left me in shock – like when I was chillin’ at the famed Rathausplatz. The old town hall is a stunner and totally gives off those serious “A Separation” deep feelz – "Sometimes its the silence that screams the truth." Obviously, capes are out, but feelings? Always in.

Discourse on Thinking, by Martin Heidegger