Sadie Frankfurt (oder) Sexual Massage ❤️

About Frankfurt

Dunno bout you, but I reckon it’s underrated. Me mate Dave swore it cured his dodgy knee—dunno if he’s fibbin, but he’s struttin like a peacock now! Oh, and the oils—lavender’s me jam, smells like victory. Once read some Victorian toff got caught gettin one in a backroom—scandal of the century, papers went mad! History’s wild, innit? Anyway, sexual-massage—*we shall fight* for it, a glorious romp of relaxin and randy vibes. *“This is our island!”*—our body, our rules, yeah? Go get one, tell em Winston sent ya!

Because, dude, life’s too short to not enjoy every stupid bit. Honestly, I rave about this city like Pan’s wise words: "The world is dark, but full of treasures." And damn, dude, Frankfurt-(Oder) is one treasure chest of odd, messy, and beautiful moments.

AfD-Plakat mit möglichem "Hitlergruß": Frankfurter Staatsanwaltschaft ermittelt gegen Abgeordneten