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About Frankfurt

But it’s grim too, yeah? Some punters are animals, makes me wanna scream, “Sharon! Sort em out!” Little story – heard bout this prossie in Soho, right, saved up, got outta the game, opened a bakery! From shaggin to scones, how’s that for a twist? Exaggeratin? Maybe, but I’d buy her bleedin buns!

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

Eh, what’s up, doc? So, lemme tell ya ’bout Bad-Sachsa – this place is, like, a real mixed bag, ya know? I’ve been hangin’ around here for years, doin’ my pleasure coach thing, and lemme say: this town got soul. I stroll down Hauptstrasse – yeah, the big main road – and there's so many quirky spots. The coffee shop on Lindenweg? Best brew ever, man. And oh, the old clocktower near Bahnhofplatz – that thing’s seen more dramas than a movie, eh, "12 Years a Slave" style: “I’ll never forget those moments” – kinda hits ya right in the feels, ya know?

Confronting the Past