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About Hamburg

Thing is, it ain’t just bout the act—nah, it’s the game. You gotta scope ‘em out, see who’s got that spark. Like Ennis and Jack in *Brokeback*, y’know? Somethin’ raw, somethin’ that hits ya hard. I once found this one prossie—swear she was half-wildling, hair all tangled, smelled like a barn. Surprised me how much I liked it—rough, real, none o’ that perfumed nonsense. “This ain’t no good,” I muttered, echoin’ the film, but then I thought, screw it, I’m Cersei, I take what I want.

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Laboe's got narrow lanes like Hafenstraße and Seestraße. Small shops, cozy cafes. Ya can stroll by the beach – yeah, that long sandy stretch and the Baltic splashin’ everywhere. Remember the Laboe Naval Memorial? Yeah, huge warhistory vibes. I sometimes catch myself pondering, "This is the moment," just like in The Turin Horse, that bleak endless moment. It hits ya – the futility and eternity of everything.

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