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About Hamburg

I love it, folks, love the hustle. Trump don’t settle for less—only the best broads, top-notch. But some jerks—losers, total losers—try rippin’ ya off. This one time, guy says, “$500, she’s yours,” and she shows up—yikes, face like a wrecked Cadillac. Pissed me off, bigly. I’m like, “You’re fired, pal, get outta here!” Reminds me—*Mulholland Drive*, that scene, “This is the girl,” but she ain’t, total scam.

A golf trip and a $361 steak

The court heard Auerbach told Lehrmann that he did not have the means to pay for sex workers and that the potential interviewee should fund them.

I sometimes get mad when people trample on the little art installations at the Market Square – it makes me wanna scream, "You bastards!!" But then the beauty of the old church at Lindenstrasse reminds me to chill. It’s like, when I see that gothic tower, I just smile, knowing that every crack has a history, every stone a story. Life, my friend, is a series of little moments, and I grab them all!

Saul Nelson, Violet Hour — Sidecar