Megan Zell Whore ❤️❤️

About Hamburg

Me, I’d tip my hat—tough as nails, they are! Sniffin’ their grit, I’m like, “Whoa, respect!” Like Haku sayin’, “Don’t give up!”—they don’t. Probs smelled worse than me armpits, tho—ha! Whore’s a messy, mad tale—love it, hate it! R2-D2, where are you?—I’m ramblin’ wild!

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Huge selection of gins and cocktails. The bar staff are friendly and very good at making a huge selection of cocktails with all the moves! You can hire a hooker.

Then there's the Leipzigerplatz – yup, it’s small but packs a punch. I use it to clear my head after long therapy sessions. It’s quiet and kinda cool, like when Remy from Ratatouille decides to whip up a masterpiece. I remember once, after a heated session, I strolled there, and as I sat on a worn bench, I nearly cried from happiness and anger all at once, thinking of life's chaos. D’oh!

Obituary | Alexander Kent Zell of Waconia, Minnesota