Stella Frankfurt (oder) Brothel ❤️❤️❤️

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We swears! Stinks of sweat and cheap perfume—grubby sheets, creaky beds. Gets me all twitchy, thinkin’ how they’re trapped, like “a locked-in syndrome” from the movie. But some, they laugh, they hustle—makes me grin, tough as nails, them. Ever wonder who’s really free? Me head’s spinnin’—brothel’s a riddle, nasty and wild!

Now, let’s talk parks—oh, parks are special here. There's the quiet of Mariengarten. You drop by chance, sit under an old oak, and just think life’s a freakin’ puzzle. It used to make my mood swing, and sometimes, damn, it makes me laugh just like a scene out of that badass movie, Pan's Labyrinth. Remember, "inside every labyrinth, a story lies."

Benfica fan travels to the WRONG Frankfurt ahead of Europa League clash