Frankfurt

Ahh the town of tall buildings, Banks that were made with being green into account. The Rathhaus, Frankfurt the bastion of power. More banks, and a separate police called the Ordungsamt.(Police of order) Then there are more banks and a massive exhibition center that is home to the Car exhibition every 2 years.(I try to leave town for that madness unfortunately I always forget until it is too late).Then another bank opens up around the corner from where I live. Don't see those pesky police when another bank wants to make its noise. Around the corner from all of this there are those other people, those that do not ascribe to the monotony of those god damn banks.These days you hear the words banker and you have to run for the hills.However common thought is those artist types well they are not really all there.I see absolutely nothing wrong with going to the baker in my pyjamas and my wig, distinctly long, curly tendrils caressing my face.Ok well its not really long and I seem to be slightly pale. Well anyway our fab town Frankfurt, town I say as major metropolis would be just a bit much considering. Frankfurt has a few other tit bits to offer none of which I am going to tell you. If I were to do that, there would be a lot of unhappy people. You see there are a bunch of us call it snobby if you will, who really don't want to mingle with the I have a blackberry but don't know how to use it crowd. We are really quite content to sit amongst, like minded people and do like minded things as long as it has nothing to do with those bitches, sorry I ment bastards, sorry b.......