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About Hamburg

Alright, so I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, and lemme tell ya, as a consumption psychologist, I hate everything. Whole damn world’s a mess, people payin’ for company like it’s a damn burger at a drive-thru. Pathetic. Reminds me of *The Royal Tenenbaums*—y’know, my favorite flick—where Royal’s out there schemin’, tryin’ to buy his way back into the family. “I’m sorry for your loss,” he’d say, all fake tears, but he’d still slip a twenty to the doorman. That’s the vibe here—cash for a quick fix.

A brothel village: The legal red-light district in Bangladesh

OMG, sometimes I get so hpy when the streets recite memories of love & lust—irregardless of the rain or bright sun days. I even noticed the old fountain on Lindenweg splashing like it’s got secrets. Like wut? I mean, really, huhhh.

(PDF) Shaping organic agriculture in China