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About Hamburg

Exaggeratin’ for effect? Maybe I’d say brothel’s the real king o’ the sea, not some cod or tuna struttin’ about. Pisses me off, them showy fish—brothel’s the underdog, my kinda hero. Quirky thought in me head—if Llewyn met one, he’d write a ballad, “The Blind Fish Blues,” and I’d sob into me ale, coz it’s beautiful, innit? Rare as a virgin in a brothel—ha, see what I did there?

I can’t forget discussing all things messy under neon lights on Oberweg. Parties here are insane. I once had an “aha” moment during one of those nights – a mix of bizarre desires and way too much laughter. I got mad when some uptight dud tried to ruin the vibe. Ridiculous!