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About Hamburg

So, I’m strollin’ down the street, right? Lookin’ for some action—not me doin’ it, mind ya, just curious! And I see this gal, all dolled up, skirt shorter than my temper. I’m like, “Well, halleluyer, she workin’ it!” Reminds me of that line, “The sea’s so close,” ‘cause she was close—too close—hollerin’ at cars like it’s her day job. Prolly is! I ain’t mad, tho, get yo money, boo! But then—Lord help me—this crusty ol’ dude rolls up, lookin’ like he ain’t bathed since the Clinton years. I’m screamin’ inside, “Why her?!” Made me madder than a wet hen!

Sangli city – Prostitutes of God

I’m not gonna lie—sometimes I type in a hurry, my fingers just can’t keep pace, like I’m chasing a fleeting thought: oh, srsly, my keyboard's a mess, lwk. It's like… the city’s energy infects you, sparks spontaneous typos galore, ya know?

Thomas Edward Bogen Obituary