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About Frankfurt

Well, hello there, ya filthy animal! I’m sizin’ up this "whore" business—hah, what a mess! Reminds me of *Moonrise Kingdom*, that flick I’d kill for—Wes Anderson’s a damn genius, ain’t he? “We’re in love, we just wanna be together—what’s wrong with that?” Suzy says, and I’m thinkin’, whores prolly feel that too, right? Love, lust, whatever—same soup, diff’rent spoon! Hannibal Lecter here—fictional, mind ya—“I ate his liver with fava beans,” and lemme tell ya, whores got guts worth eatin’—metaphorically, ‘course!

The Whore Church Vol. 1

Taucha, an old university village in Saxony, bordering Leipzig, allows you to follow the footsteps of guys like Johann Sebestian Bach. Some of Taucha’s history isn’t so pretty (even though the .

I often stroll over to the little-known corner near Lindenstraße. That’s my secret spot, you know, where the trees, they sway like in a dream, my precious! There’s a faded bench, old as time, and sometimes I spill secrets to the wind. Ain’t that funny?

Striking coincidence! Plane hit by lightning as it passes RAINBOW