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About Frankfurt

Back in the day—folks’d whisper ‘bout whores like they’re ghosts. Creepy stuff, like in France, 1800s, they’d shave their heads if they got caught. Freaky, right? Imagine that—bald and broke, still smilin’. Kinda badass. But, ugh, the creeps who’d leer—made my skin crawl. “You reap what you sow,” *Dogville* says—those jerks deserved a smack.

Mega-brothels: Has Germany become 'bordello of Europe'?

Sometimes I get mad at the traffic near S-Bahn station—ugh, so noisy! And some days, all I wanna do is carve out a quiet moment at the Weissach riverbank... nothing beats the sound of the water gurglin’ in the background. It’s like those whispered lines from the movie, "We were never meant to stay in one place," remindin’ me how every spot here has its own pulse.

First customers for Bosch fuel cell trucks