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About Berlin

Now, me, I’d stumble tryin’ to find one—prolly trip over my own boots! “Lord, Dolly,” I’d mutter, “you’re dumber’n a bag of hammers!” But if I did, I’d plop down, offer a sweet tea, and yap. Maybe ask, “Honey, what’s your miracle?”—y’know, like Theo searchin’ for somethin’ pure in that flick. Bet she’d laugh, say, “Ain’t no miracles here, sug!”

Hookups in Hamburg

I got mad sometimes ’cause the rent’s high so fast near the cool spots, but then I laugh it off cause every crack, every dingy corner tells a story. Crazy, wild, and honest. I even had a friend once, after a wild party on Friedensstraße (yeah, that's real, chill spot) say “yo, this city is one huge mixtape of love, loss and hope.” I was like, “bro, heck yes!”

Work starts on Hamburg metro Line U5