Berlin ain´t Frankfurt.. One of the things I hate the most with the capitals S-bahns is the duration of the ride, going somewhere. On the other hand passing through Frankfurt feels just like *zit* very shortly. But what´s up with all the weird businesses popping up around Münchener & Kaiserstrasse? You might know El Rhazi, the new libanese butchers, that moved into the space where earlier there was a very run down internet café, between the Toto Lotto opposite to World of Beauty. Then there´s the multisyntesis-döner-kitchen Coco-loco, their red-yellow decoration is not exactly off the hook, it´s out of this planet and extremely ugly and kitchy, must be some mafia cover-up money laundring business. Finally Golden Fried Chicken on the Kaiser is so weird, offering a neon-lit halal copy of KFC but with a broader spectra (actually the GFC salad is quite ok). A massive picture hanging in the entrance shows a traditional middle east family killing & plucking chickens, all printed on some 30 inkjet prints in colour, pasted together and place over 6 large neon bulbs. It might be the most progressive painting I´ve seen in Frankfurt lately.
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