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About Frankfurt

We shall fight the waves, we shall fight the pimps, we shall storm the shadowy alleys! I’m divin’ in, askin’ round – “Oi, where’s the fun at?” – and some geezer points me to a lass called Ruby. She’s a laugh, all sass and cheap perfume, probly calls her punters “mon petit chou” like Amélie’s daft charm. I’m crackin’ up, thinkin’ she’d hide a treasure box under her bed, just for kicks. Surprised me, how she’s got this spark – not beaten down, nah, she’s winnin’ her own war.

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I sometimes get mad at noisy pigeons on Marktstraße – they drive me up the wall! But then they're funny, right? Haha, their little squawks remind me of meddlin' alarm clocks. C’mon, gotta love it! I enjoy my strolls, bumpin’ into friendly locals who wanna chat. I always try to slow down, ya know? "Pack it up, pack it in," I whisper, channeling a kinda spy-like vibe from that movie, all calm and stealthy.

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