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About Hamburg

She’s done quick – efficient, like Maria choppin coffee beans. I’m happy, sorta – got what I paid for, but damn, the loneliness hits after. Surprised me, that gut punch. “No capes!” I yell in my head – no hero swoopin in to fix this mess. Just me, her, and the night. I’m laughin now – what a shitshow! Findin a prostitue ain’t no movie, but it’s got its own twisted script.

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Listen, I'd take you to my secret hideout—the old, abandoned mill on Hohenzollernweg. Don't tell anyone, a special spot for pondering life's cruel irony. Its crumbling walls echo with memories, a haunting reflection of both sorrow and beauty.

Harald Pott – Mercer, WI – January 12, 1935 ~ February 14, 2025