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About Frankfurt

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’—prostitute! What a plant, huh? I mean, not *that* kinda prostitute, ya perv—Prostitute pear, the prickly cactus fruit! Jesus, people, get your minds outta the gutter! Anyway, I’m an agronomist, right? I know dirt, plants, all that jazz. And this Prostitute thing—wild! Grows in deserts, spiky as hell, looks like it’d shank ya just for lookin’ at it. Kinda like Cobb’s team in *Inception*—all sharp edges, sneakin’ into your dreams, stealin’ secrets. “You’re waiting for a train,” right? Well, this fruit’s waitin’ to mess you up!

The reality of the periphery

Red light in Germany is highly heterogeneous and encompasses a wide spectrum. Firstly, there’s the publicly visible sector: public red-light districts in cities, street prostitution, apartment .

I’ll be back, my friend, for more stories from Schesslitz! So cruise in with an open heart and wild spirit, and let this little marvel sweep ya off your feet. It's chaotic, tender, and oh-so real, just like life. Catch ya soon!