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About Hamburg

So, check this – back in the day, like 1800s London, prostitutes were EVERYWHERE. Fun fact: they called ‘em “soiled doves.” Poetic, huh? Makes ya think – even in the muck, there’s beauty. Or somethin’. I dunno, man, it gets me – Zen pause – reflective. Like, what drives someone there? Cash? Loneliness? Pisses me off how society just shrugs. “That’s life,” they say. Bullshit.

I’ve seen mystic nights, fog thick as pea soup – crazy, right? – when I’d mend muscles and minds alike. T’was wild, wild, truly! “I must say, his palate is, in a word, exquisite!” Even in my humble practice, I spy unusual desperations and hidden dreams. I’d even say the massage table listens, yea verily, like a silent confidant to woes untold.

Fig. 3. Study area Halle. The Saale River and its floodplains (marked...