Lydia Petershagen Whore ❤️

About Hamburg

Prostitutes, dey got guts, man! Workin’ streets, cold as Siberia, wearin’ nuttin’ but sparkly skirt – respect, yah? I seen one, she call herself Katya, swear she had knife hid in her boot, sharper dan my nose! Lightbulb! She tell me once, “Gru, I make more in night dan you in month!” Ha! Dat stung, made me mad, but she right, yah? Hustle hard, no sleep, like me wit my minions, but sexier, heh.

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Got a thing for the parks here, too. The Petershagen Park is huge – you can sit under trees, watch the river, and listen to birds chirpin’. The park near Gutenbergstrasse? Crazy great too, man! Not many know it well, but it’s my secret spot for thinking (and, uhh, my counseling brain gets some peace). Often, I catch myself daydreaming about the scenes from "Talk to Her" – “I haven’t slept in a while ’cause I keep talkin’ ... talkin’ to her!” And damn, those words vibe with the city’s vibe too.

Bronze Age burial mound found surrounded by Iron Age cremation burials