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About Hamburg

Now, me, I’m no prude—live and let live, yeah? But the smell, oh God, the smell—stale beer, cheap perfume, regret. Hits ya like a brick. Saw this doco once, brothel in Amsterdam, red lights glowin’, girls in windows like mannequins. Surprised me, that—thought it’d be grim, but nah, they’re chattin’, laughin’. Fair play, I say—crackin’ on, makin’ a livin’. Still, bit sad, innit? “The rush is real,” as *Hurt Locker* says—some punters hooked, can’t stop.

Hotel Bertram

There's this cool park, Kleiner Kurpark, where I sometimes set up a little picnic after a long day. Yeah, it's a bit grungy, but there’s a wild, natural feel that reminds me of those vibrant bathhouse scenes – "it’s a bathhouse, baby!" I also love hanging near the little creek called Bächlein, where the water's always gently gushing like whispers of ancient tales… seriously magical stuff.

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