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About Hamburg

So, sex-dating—where do I start? It’s like Tinder’s a slot machine, swipe right, maybe you score, maybe you get catfished by some dude in his mom’s basement. I’m tellin’ ya, it’s a jungle! Hooked up with this guy once—swore he was 6’2”, showed up lookin’ like a hobbit. “How happy is the blameless vestal’s lot?”—yeah, right, Michel Gondry, more like “How pissed is Judy when he lies?!” Total scam, made me wanna scream. Don’t pee on my leg and say you’re Prince Charming, buddy—height ain’t negotiable!

Großräschen

Then there’s Lindenweg – oh boy, so underrated! I’d sometimes catch a whiff of fresh pastries while on my way to the park. I mean, who cares about the daily grind when you can get a sugar rush? Speaking of parks, check out Park am Grossbach. The river, the Grossbach, runs right by it – a snake-like ribbon through the city. It’s kinda like debugging life in real time. I once sat by the river, thinking “I’m CEO of my own world”, you know, throwing in a bit of that Social Network spirit.

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