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About Hamburg

Okay, so picture this—I’m strollin’ Bangkok, right? Not ‘cause I’m lookin’, but ‘cause I’m nosy. Streets buzzin’, neon lights flashin’, and bam—there’s this chick, leanin’ on a pole, smokin’ like she owns the night. “You lost, old man?” she smirks. Pissed me off, I ain’t *that* old! But then, I laugh—she’s got guts, y’see? Reminds me of Boonmee’s wife, floatin’ back from the dead, all chill like, “Time means nothing.” Time don’t mean shit here either—five minutes, fifty bucks, done.

Working on Labor

I gotta mention: the vibe sometimes makes me mad – traffic on Spiegel Street? Ugh, like a bad dream that never ends. But then, you hit a quiet corner on Wiener Platz and feel all happy again. Life’s a roller coaster here. Sure, there are moments when everything seems random, and I end up thinkin’, “Seriously, man? This is too crazy,” – but that’s the beauty, ya know? It’s unpredictable and messy.