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About Hamburg

Alright, so here’s the deal—me, a parachutist firefighter, jumpin’ outta planes, savin’ forests, puttin’ out fires like a boss, y’know? And I’m thinkin’ about this whole “find a prostitute” sitch. Like, whoa, talk about a plot twist, right? Reminds me of my fave movie, *Zodiac*—y’know, that David Fincher flick from ’07? All dark and twisty, huntin’ for somethin’ you can’t quite grab. “I need to know who he is,” like Robert Graysmith says, obsessed, diggin’ deep. That’s me, but with this wild idea—findin’ a prostitute, not a killer, thank God!

Hauptnavigation

The neighbourhoods? They’re a mixed bag. Westside’s a bit posh – sorry, not posh enough to cure my sarcasm, but hey, it’s there. Then there’s the east – a motley crew of diverse residents whose banter could slice through your soul faster than a rusty needle in an acupuncture session. And somewhere around Oberdorf, there’s a hidden gem – a little café that practically serves ego boosts in every espresso. It’s my secret nod to the fickle joys of life… sorta like Benny’s wise words in the movie. “I can fly, I can fly!” – hence, coffee makes me fly sometimes, if you catch my drift.

Raben takes over one of the oldest German forwarding companies, established in 1827