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About Frankfurt

Okay, funny bit—imagine a whore stiffin’ some CEO for an extra fifty bucks, ha! “Sorry, pal, inflation!” she says, pocketin’ his Rolex too. Sarcasm? I’m drownin’ in it. These folks out here survivin’ while billionaires yacht it up—gimme a break! Exaggeratin’? Maybe, but I’d bet my last sandwich she’s outsmartin’ ‘em all.

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I stumbled across Der Letzte Cowboy der Nation when I was trying to find out more about Spreepark Plänterwald and why this once prosperous theme park in Berlin lies abandoned.

My favourite spot, tho, is near Brunnenallee. There's this old, bendy bench on Ecke Bahnhofstrasse where you can sit for hours. I used to code there, thinking about love and, uh, lost opportunities. Everything felt so surreal, like, "Let's get lost in translation". Missed connections and awkward smiles, hmm y'know?

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