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About Frankfurt

I ain’t judgin’—growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” but she’s swimmin’ in it. Chatted her up, all casual-like. “How’s biz?” I growl. She laughs, says, “Slow, big guy, rent’s due.” Made me sad, y’know? These girls, they’re out here hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps and cops. Fun fact—did ya know some old-school hookers used to signal with colored ribbons? Red for “ready,” blue for “busy.” Bet she don’t know that, but it’s stuck in my head now.

Hauptnavigation

Ah, Trostberg-an-der-Alz – what a bloody gem, mate. I’ve been callin’ this place home for years now, so buckle up for my ramblin’ tale. Let me paint the picture: narrow, cobbled streets like Schillerstraße and the rambly Hauptplatz, where you get hit with that old-world charm and modern vibe all mashed together. It’s like— “I drink and I know things,” ya know?

Garching an der Alz geothermal plant in Bavaria starts operation