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About Hamburg

Alright, precious, listen up! Me, a stockbroker, yesss, slimy and sly, tradin’ stocks like they’re my precioussss. Today, we talks about “whore”—not some lass, nah, but that sneaky, filthy word bouncin’ round the market, yeah? We hates it! Hates it, we does! It’s like them brokers screamin’ “Buy! Sell!”—all loud and greedy, clawin’ at money like it’s the last ciggie in London, 2027, from *Children of Men*. “Time’s runnin’ out, mate!”—that’s what it feels like, innit?

Prostitution in Bayreuth: Vom Festspiel ins Freudenhaus

Lemme take you through some of my fave spots: Walk down the Sophienstraße and you'll run into cozy little cafes. I hav seen nuns gossiping ‘bout love – err, I mean, deep conversations over coffee there, you get me? And, the Eremitage is a must – its gardens, the views, it's inexplicable. Like that line from The Turin Horse: “Time seems to, you know, circulate endlessly.” I mean seriously, time stops when you're in those paths.

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