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About Frankfurt

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout this chick—prostitute, right? I’m a mechanic, fixin engines, but damn, she’s a whole ‘nother machine. Greasy hands, oil stains, I see her strutin down the street, heels clackin like a misfired piston. “No Country for Old Men” vibes, ya know? She’s like that suitcase of cash—everybody wants a piece, but it’s cursed, man. “What’s the most you ever lost on a coin toss?” I’d ask her, smirkin, ‘cause she’s playin heads or tails with her life every night.

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

Sligo Town Twinning continues successful twinning links with Crozon and Kempten