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About Hamburg

I reckon it’s like Adèle in the movie—“I missed you so much”—that ache when you’re huntin’ somethin’ you can’t quite grab. Got me all riled up once—thought I’d found a spot, but nope, just a bar with overpriced whiskey. Pissed me off! But then, this one time—hoo boy—found a gal, real pro, knew her stuff. Made me happy as a pig in mud. Little-known fact? Some pros in history—like, way back—were spies! Freaky, huh? Bet ya didn’t see that comin’.

𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐒 || 𝐡𝐚𝐳𝐛𝐢𝐧...

Life here ain't perfect. I’ve had moments where I felt the city was crashing on me like waves from the Baltic. And call me dramatic – sometimes I feel like I'm livin' in a twisted script of that Aronofsky flick "Requiem for a Dream" – eerie and beautiful all at once. But even when I get mad, I'm smilin’ ‘cause every bruise and laugh makes Helsa (de) my home.

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