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About Hamburg

Now, lemme tell ya, findin’ a prostitute ain’t rocket science. You roll up, spot ‘em—heels high, skirts short, eyes sharp. They clock you ‘fore you clock them, real talk. But what pisses me off? These shady pimps, man. Lurkin’ in the shadows, takin’ cuts, treatin’ ‘em like property. Makes my blood boil, fo’ shizzle. Ain’t nobody deserve that. Reminds me of them priests in *Spotlight*—power trippin’, fuckin’ up lives. “This is bigger than us,” they said in the movie, and damn, it fits here too.

Prostitution in Germany

I know what you're thinkin’—but trust me, this town has a soul. So many little stories pop up, every alley, every corner. Even when things get messy—okay, sometimes REALLY messy—I love it. I mean, c'mon, no city can touch the magic of Bad-Fallingbostel, not even close!

The poet, the soldiers and a unique portrait of war for these times