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About Frankfurt

Anyways, I’m chattin’ her up, casual like, coz she’s got this vibe—tough, y’know? Like she’s seen it all. “What’s the worst punter you’ve had?” I ask. She goes, “This toff, thought he’s a king, lasted two seconds.” I cackle—pathetic! Reminds me of that film bit, “The truth is always there.” Truth is, most blokes are rubbish, ain’t they? Surprised me how she shrugged it off, tho—proper queen, her.

Bad Belzig ❤️

Belzig, eyes wide behind his evil. spectacles, screams as he goes.. In the cab of the truck, the Truck Driver is distracted.

I love strollin’ by the Flussbach – that tiny river that curls past the park. The park? Oh man, it’s called Belziger Park (or so the locals say, even though some call it just “the green”). I’ve chilled there more times than I can count, just listening to birds and thinkin’ about life. It’s all zen-like, like, “Speak like Dogville, baby!” But then wham! Sometimes a party starts nearby and you get a jolt of excitement.

Fact check: Pigs aren’t poisonous