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About Frankfurt

I get it tho, survival’s a bitch. Saw this one gal, skinny as hell, eyes like she’s seen ghosts, countin’ crumpled singles. Broke my damn heart. “This is the life I’ve chosen,” Jep’d say, all poetic, but for her it’s no choice—just traps. Made me wanna punch somethin’, or hug her, dunno. Still, some of ‘em? Total scammers. One tried slippin’ me a fake 20—girl, I’m not that dumb! Laughed in her face, said, “Take that crap to the next fool!”

The People’s Letters?

“You, Batzer Wahs, will be able to recall that I, Anna Immick of Allendorf, has [sic!] promised me a lot but kept very little. I, however, would.

I gotta mention, though – sometimes stuff really gets on my chancla. Like, there was this one day when the traffic on Hauptstraße was insane! One minute you're all zen-like and then, BAM, horns and chaos. Made me wanna scream “One million dollars,” dr. Evil style – just a big ol’ exasperated laugh. But hey, life ain't all smooth pavements, ya feel me?

George Allendorf (1949 - 2025) - Obituary