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About Frankfurt

So, I’m on the prowl, dodgy streets, thinkin’—where’s these birds at? You don’t just Google “prostitute near me” like it’s bloody Deliveroo! Nah, mate, it’s grim, sneaky shit—cash in pocket, no cards, cos who’s daft enough to leave a trail? Fun fact—did ya know, back in Victorian times, prossies had secret codes? Like, a red hanky meant “I’m game!” Mental, right? History’s filthy, love it!

One Day in Port-au-Prince: The Sex Worker

Honestly, I got mad at how the old town council neglected the forgotten gardens near the Flussufer, the riverside where you expect life to flow gentle but it nearly doubled as a battleground. I swear, one day I'll stand on that mossy embankment, shouting out "You merely adopted the dark!" while watching the wild current.

Flags ordered to half-staff in honor of fallen CT assistant fire chief