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About Frankfurt

Sarcasm time—oh, such a noble trade, screwing for scraps. Still, beats kissing Tywin’s boots. “Lobby boy!” I’d yell, like Gustave, but at some trembling wench. Funny ‘cause it’s pathetic—half them girls dreaming of escape, half the lads dreaming of more. Disorderly? Good—my head’s a mess, brothels are worse. Spill wine, spill secrets, spill blood—same diff. You’d love it or loathe it, but you’d not forget it. Now sod off—I’m done.

Germany › German notgeld › Württemberg, Federal state of › Aalen, City of • Mark (1914-1924)

Oh man, let me tell ya bout Stuttgart-Feuerbach, it’s freakin’ wild, D’oh! I’ve been here for years, givin’ massages to all sorts, and this place? It’s epic, mmm… donuts! So, like, there’s this street—Königstraße, right?—bustlin’ with life, little cafés, and the smell of fresh pretzels. Oh, and I always think of that scene in Before Sunset when they talk ‘bout life’s twists and turns... “You know, I’m either missing the next step or the next breath.” Feels like that here, ya know?

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