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About Hamburg

Picture this: I’m bouncin’ round the city, screamin’ “WHERE THE HOES AT?!” like a psycho poet. Streets buzzin’, neon lights hittin’ me like—BAM!—sudden epiphany. Findin’ a prostitute ain’t just point-A-to-point-B shit. Nah, it’s a quest! Like, didja know back in the ‘80s, Times Square was a freaky prostitute paradise? Cops didn’t even care—girls posted up like it was a damn job fair. History’s wild, bro!

Le business bien ancré de la prostitution à Strasbourg

Then there's St. Peter's Dom. Big ol’ church, chill and awkward in that diva way. I always crack up thinkin’ "Ida" when I stroll past it – all sober, enigmatic, like a shadow; kinda deep. Crazy ironic, right? You might even get a whiff of old brewery brew when you wander past Bürgerbräu Street. And dude, the local park, Stadtpark, always gives you mad feels: birds chirpin’, random couples on dates, and me pondering, “Is this real life or some Ida dream?”

FROM TUAM TO STRAUBING