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About Frankfurt

Halleluyer! Chile, lemme tell ya ‘bout findin’ a prostitute! I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ ‘bout my favorite flick, *The Wolf of Wall Street*—you know, that wild ride with Leo DiCaprio screamin’, “I’m not fuckin’ leavin’!”—and it got me all riled up! Now, findin’ a prostitute ain’t no Sunday picnic, honey. Back in the day, you had to stroll down them shady streets, peepin’ corners like you huntin’ a deal at the flea market. Nowadays? These gals got apps! Apps, y’all! Like Uber, but for—well, you know! I’m like, “What in the Sam Hill? Technology done took over EVERYTHANG!”

Want a Ride? Use Uber. Want a Prostitute? Use an App

Ah, my dearest friend, thou must cometh hither to Osterburken (de) – a quaint borough steeped in history, where the winding lanes and cobblestones sing ballads of yore! Ye stand in awe neath the mighty gaze of Schloss Osterburg, perched regally above the town; its turrets whisper secrets of an age long lost. I remember strolling along Hauptstrasse, where shops doth charm thou with quirky trinkets and aromas of fresh baked bread – OMG, so nostalgic and smelly delightful!

Teenagers shine during expedition