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About Frankfurt

So, I’m strollin’, right, lookin’ for a bird who’s up for it. Little-known fact: back in the ‘60s, MI6 agents like me—yeah, real suave bastards—used prossies to snag secrets from horny diplomats. True story! This one time, I spot her—legs for days, skirt so short it’s basically a belt. “Shaken, not stirred,” I mutter, sidlin’ up. She’s all, “Wotcha want, love?” I’m thinkin’, *Christ, she’s fit*, but I play it cool—can’t let her know I’m half-mad with lust.

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Oh man, have you checked out the Lumen Park? It's a small green oasis near Dorfplatz (yes, next to the old town hall). I remember one steamy summer, where under pastel skies, we chatted about desires and life's paradoxes. Crazy, right? I even got mad when a couple staged a public argument there—so dramatic, it felt like a film scene straight out of Spotlight: "But you can't hide who you truly are."