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About Hamburg

Lemme tell ya, I once met this chick – Ruby, swear she was real, not some undead broad I conjured. Worked the corner near a busted-up deli in Jersey, 1987. Smelled like stale smokes and regret, but Ruby? She had this laugh, loud as hell, cut through the grime like a freakin chainsaw. Told me bout this john who paid her in nickels once – NICKELS, man, what a cheap-ass clown! She kept em in a jar, said it was her “retirement plan.” Cracked me up, but damn, that grit? Respect.

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First off, there's that funky little street, Bahnhofstr. 12. OMG, the smells, the sounds... it's like, "One million dollars," I tell ya! The crowds at Rathausplatz, man, they buzz like bees on a hot day—buzz, buzz, buzz—and it reminds me of that wild scene in The New World, all mysterious and epic, like "Pinky-to-mouth."

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