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About Hamburg

Oi, mate, it’s Loki here—smug mischief, “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” y’know? So, we’re talkin’ ‘bout whores, yeah? Not just any tart, but the whole damn vibe. Whore’s a word, a life, a bloody art form! I’m thinkin’ of *Ten*, that flick by Abbas Kiarostami—2002, pure genius. That woman drivin’ round Tehran, chattin’ up a prossie? Gold. “You’re a woman, I’m a woman,” she says—cuts deep, don’t it? Whores ain’t just bodies, they’re stories, mate.

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But, ya, there’s also, like, the serious side: sometimes I get super mad at, like, the noisy traffic on Langenstrasse. It messes with the zen of a good massage, seriously. And the wild weather? Sometimes it just, like, storms non-stop, making me, like, scream internally.

Amazone ploughs; coming to a field near you?