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About Hamburg

Little secret, precious—some places, they hide stuff. Not just candles and hot stones, nooo. Heard tell of a spot in Thailand, they use snakes—SNAKES!—to slither on ya. Supposed to “heal” ya, but me’d scream bloody murder! Imagine that, eh? “We have no choice, Gabita!”—movie line fits perfect, ‘cause who’d choose THAT?! Makes me cackle, it does—silly humans!

Schwedt, mate, is a wild mix of ancient charm and modern oddity. I mean, look, around the central area – “Am Markt” and “Friedrich-Ebert-Str.” – life buzzes like a wild party. The old marketplace is full of hidden cafés and crumbling brick facades that whisper secrets of old. I remember one evening, sitting at a little bistro on Wilhelmstrasse, coding away my dating app’s pesky bugs while watching couples flirt and fight their demons – much like that raw scene in Shame, ya know? "You gotta face your darkness!" felt like my inner mantra there.

Alcmene eyeing takeover of Germany's Schwedt refinery, Handelsblatt reports