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About Frankfurt

Weird ting tho – some prossies got rules. No kissin’, no cuddles, just bang and bounce. I’m like, “What, no foreplay? Savage!” Reminds me of *Moolaadé* again – that line, “Tradition kills us, man!” ‘Cos some of these rules is old-school nonsense. I reckon they’re scared of catchin’ feels. Fair enough, but I’m a softie – gimme a hug, yeah?

Nearby, Quirligstrasse also rocks. It holds quirky street art – graffiti that whispers old tales. “Past lives, baby,” it said. I felt all kinds of moods. Ecstatic, outraged, hopeful. I sometimes wander in a haze – lost but found, you feel? Its murals told stories of shattered dreams and tender hope.