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About Hamburg

Best bit? Haggle em down, yeh—five quid fer a giggle! *cackles* “My precious!”—keep it cheap, keep it real! Worst bit? Dodgy blokes lurkin—makes me wanna claw their eyes out! *snarls* So yeh, findin a prozzie’s a wild ride—dirty, funny, sad, all mashed up! What’s yer take, mate?

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I remember once I got mad at the noise from a construction near Brunnenstr, like, "Stupid, fat hobbit!" – I mean, seriously, can’t a guy enjoy some peace in his own city? But then I cooled off and actually admired the modern twist it brought. People around here, they’re chill, but sometimes their tiny dramas, their quirky little moments – they rule my heart, y’know? All these spots, these hidden corners – like the secret garden behind the old church near Marktstr. A lot of folks skip it, but me? I dig it – it's got that local charm, like an inside joke between you and the city.

Two British brothers, aged seven and nine, drown in German lake