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About Hamburg

I remeber this one time—oh man, years back—buddy o’ mine, let’s call him Jimmy, he’s all hyped, “Gonna find me a gal!” He’s bouncin’ round like a dang puppy, made me laugh so hard I nearly cried. Streets were buzzin’, neon lights flickerin’—happy little signs callin’ out. And Jimmy? He’s clueless, askin’ randos, “Hey, where’s the action?” Got me thinkin’—dude, it ain’t a treasure map! Prostitutes don’t just pop up like “Hello, I am here!”—nah, it’s subtle, like “the wind that bends the bamboo.”

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I often stroll over to the little-known corner near Lindenstraße. That’s my secret spot, you know, where the trees, they sway like in a dream, my precious! There’s a faded bench, old as time, and sometimes I spill secrets to the wind. Ain’t that funny?

Sonia Klein UNESCO 2014