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About Hamburg

I seen it, bruh, whores out here grindin’, servin’ looks and tricks. Ain’t no fairy tale, tho. One time, I met this chick, swear she was a legend - they called her “Red” ‘round the block. Little known fact, she’d stash her earnings in a hollowed-out Bible, swear to God! Said it kept the demons off her back. That’s some *Spirited Away* shit right there - “I’m not afraid of spirits!” she’d holler, laughin’, lipstick smeared like war paint.

Dom og fengselsstraff

Greven at the Rover Camp in the Arkovian Foothills.

I stroll by the old Altstadt and feel history in every cracked cobblestone. Sometimes, I remember movies like Caché – “I know what you did, Motherf***er!” echoes in my head when I'm deep in thought. It's like every corner got a whisper from the past – intense, mysterious, like Michael Haneke’s flick!

Gregory S. Greven