Anna Frankfurt (oder) Prostitute ❤️

About Hamburg

What pisses me off? The cheek! She’s out there, bold as brass, while I’m slavin’ over a hot stove, makin’ art, and she’s floggin’ hers for a tenner! “You’re all just shadows!” – that’s from the flick, yeah? She’s a shadow alright, flittin’ between blokes, no shame, no nothin’. But – fuck me – there’s somethin’ sad there too. Eyes like burnt-out bulbs, y’know? Made me pause, mid-rant, like, “Shit, she’s human, ain’t she?”

Hey, buddy, listen up. I'm in Frankfurt-(Oder) and oh, man, it’s a mixed bag of magic and madness. This city? It's a hidden gem on the Oder river. I’ve been a masseur here for years now—trust me, I know every nook.

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