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About Frankfurt

Oh, and get this—Victorian England, whores had this secret code. They’d wear red ribbons in their hair, signalin’ “I’m open for biz.” Subtle, shady, genius! Bet Marta rocked that look, too. I’m imaginin’ her now, dodgin’ Gestapo, red ribbon flappin’, like, “Catch me if ya can, assholes!” Hilarious, but also—damn, that’s ballsy. Makes me wanna high-five her across time.

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I love the park by the river Berkel near Beethovenstraße. It's a weird mix of calm and chaotic energy; like everyone’s got a story to tell on those park benches. There’s a spot, really tucked away, where old-timers sit and argue about everything – politics, love, desserts – and I just sit there, listen, nod, and think “Sharon! This feels like Werckmeister Harmonies – haunting, melodic, and goddamn unpredictable!”

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