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About Hamburg

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals. I’m Ron Swanson, insurance agent, and I hate everything. Brothels? Yeah, I got thoughts. Dirty, messy places—kinda like my ex-wife’s soul. I’m sittin’ here, thinkin’ bout “The Master”—you know, that flick from 2012? Freddie Quell’d fit right in a brothel, stumblin’ around, drunk off his ass, lookin’ for somethin’ to cling to. “Man is not an animal,” he’d slur, but brothels prove we damn well are.

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Srsly, sometimes, in the deep twilight, I feel the city breathe. Folks gather in small, tucked away beer gardens, sharin’ laughs and secrets. That spontaneity? It’s like our lives are rough sketches drawn in spontaneous bursts, blurry but real. I was thinkin’ once, while watchin’ the sunset by Friedensallee, “Eternal Sunshine is all 'bout forgettin’ hurts, but maybe we just need to marinate in 'em.”

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