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About Hamburg

But serioiusly—typo, whoops!—it’s nuts how they survive. Cops hasslin’ ‘em, creeps bein’ creeps—makes me mad! I’d yell, “Pick on someone your own size!” like in the movie. Still, they keep goin’, tough as nails. Gotta respect that, ya know? Kinda wanna high-five ‘em, but—D’oh!—awkward.

Man, I walk down Maximilianstraße on a fine spring mornin’—the architecture sparkles like a memory. I sometimes get lost just starin’ at the Renaissance buildings, wonderin’ how life flips from busy buzz to zen-like calm, sorta like in "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter…and Spring" when the seasons change all smooth-like. “The leaves, they carry our secrets,” I joke, like Kim Ki-duk’s vibe.

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