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About Hamburg

What ticks me off? The liars, mate. One swore she was fresh as a daisy—hah! Smelled like a wharf rat’s arse. Made me wanna keelhaul ‘er, but I just swaggered off, mutterin’, “Why is the rum gone?” ‘Cause aye, rum’s me true love—prossies just borrow me fer a night, savvy?

The Parking Space

Oh, and did I mention the local market at Kaffeekamp? Srsly, the fruits there, the chatter, the random stray dog now n then, its vibe, makes me feel like I'm living in a dream. And sometimes, I'm like “Why so serious?” You know, a bit like that movie line: "I got the right to be free," but in my own free, sloppy way.

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