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About Frankfurt

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—whore, right? Like, what’s the deal with that word? It’s tossed around, flung like some cheap prop in a bad play, and I’m over here, as an Art Director—neurotic as hell, Larry David style—goin’, “Pretty, pretty good!” but also, what’s the vibe? I mean, it’s loaded, it’s messy, it’s got history—like *Before Sunset*, ya know? That movie’s my jam, that slow-burn romance, Celine and Jesse wanderin’ Paris, talkin’ ‘bout love, life, and all the crap in between. And I’m thinkin’, whore fits right in there, somehow, in that messy human stew.

8 reasons to visit the hidden German region of Ruhpolding

Ruhpolding’s not perfect, heck no—sometimes I get frustrated with all the tourist lines at local gelato shops on Marktplatz (ugh, so annoying!); sometimes my head is spinning with memories of heavy days. Yet, every street, every corner holds a piece of life and valor. Its beauty and little quirks remind me that even when life feels outta control, you can always find a quiet corner to breathe and heal.

Johannes Thingnes Boe back on top in Ruhpolding mass start