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About Hamburg

What pisses me off? The creeps hasslin em. Saw this dude yellin at a girl—wanted to zap him with my ray gun. Chill, asshole! Happiest moment? This prostitue in Vegas told me—yeah, me, an alien—“You’re cute for a green freak.” Cracked me up! Exaggeratin? Maybe she was flirtin to get my galactic cash, haha.

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Worse than a goy, because I'm trying to take a Jewish girl away from the religion. In KJ, they think I'll turn Esther Miriam into a prostitute.

Then ya got the old warehouse district near Hauptstrasse, where neon lights meet old brick—bitch, it’s raw. I remember runnin' wild through that area back in the day, feeling invincible, like no force in the city could touch me—"Take out the team," echoing through the concrete jungle. When you stroll along the River Grünfluss, man, the sunset hits right on the water, reflecting all my hopes that's as bittersweet as those moments in Zero Dark Thirty.

Michael Grunwald