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About Hamburg

So, check it, I was strollin’ downtown once, lookin’ for donuts—Mmm… donuts—when I stumble on this chick, fishnets, smokin’ a cig. She’s all, “Hey, big guy, need company?” I’m like, D’oh! Wrong turn, Homer! But real talk, it’s wild how open it is out there. Made me kinda mad, ya know? Like, why’s society gotta push folks into that? Capitalism, man, screwin’ us all. But then I laughed—she called me “big guy”! Me! A donut-chompin’ schlub!

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Now, look, when I’m on my rounds, I pay attention to the tiny details – like how the parks seem to heal your soul. There’s Waldpark, filled with tiny benches, random sculptures, and that winding stream called the Flüsselein that runs by. I had many a deep chat there and, oh shoot, my mind sometimes wanders – kinda like when you're lost in your thoughts and the world just pauses. It’s the perfect spot for lonely souls, just like the characters in Brooklyn lookin’ for a new start on the other side of the world.

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