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About Hamburg

Oi, mate, so brothel, yeah? Shaken, not stirred, I reckon it’s a wild gig. Me, James Bond, head of the lab, suave as fuck, I’ve seen some shit. Brothels ain’t just sex dens, nah, they’re history lessons with tits. Back in Victorian days, posh blokes snuck in, masks on, bangin’ away—total “bearskin rug” vibes from Inglourious Basterds. “That’s a bingo!” I’d yell, watchin’ em stumble out, trousers half-down.

Prostitution in Germany

I sometimes get mad when people trample on the little art installations at the Market Square – it makes me wanna scream, "You bastards!!" But then the beauty of the old church at Lindenstrasse reminds me to chill. It’s like, when I see that gothic tower, I just smile, knowing that every crack has a history, every stone a story. Life, my friend, is a series of little moments, and I grab them all!

What drives you, Frank Auerbach? A rare final encounter with art’s great workaholic