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About Frankfurt

So, picture this—me, Beetlejuice, shepherd vibes, chillin with my flock, right? Sheep don’t care ‘bout morals, they just bleat and eat. Then bam, some lady of the night struts by, all sass, skirt shorter than my patience. I’m like, “Whoa, she’s got more balls than half these shepherds!” True story—knew this gal once, swore she’d bedded a duke AND his horse. Dunno if I buy it, but damn, made me laugh ‘til I pissed myself. “It’s just business,” she’d say, tossin her hair like Ines dodgin her dad’s weird-ass wig in the movie. That’s the vibe—whores don’t flinch, they own it.

Sie trug oft Kittelschürze – und war immer gepflegt

million German men lost their lives to the violence of modern warfare, nearly one- third of whom were married. The war, with its unprecedented casualties.

There's these parks too – like the great Grünwaelder Park. I chill there after coding late nights. The park’s got these winding paths perfect for a midnight ramble. And oh, did I mention the river Neckar? Its edge by some bridges (like the old Römerbrücke) is a spot for that epic insta-shot.

Goodbye June