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About Hamburg

Love the chaos of it, mind. Sticky tables, dim lights, some Enya crap playing—pure theatre! Exaggerating? Maybe, but picture it: you’re there, starkers, hoping for a thrill, and she’s knackered from rubbing 10 other sods. “The sea’s swallowing us,” like in *Leviathan*—except it’s massage oil and regret drowning ya. Sarcasm’s my mate here—cos who believes it’s “just a massage”? Pull the other one, it’s got bells on!

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Now, my personal fave spot? Gotta be the small park on Lenzstraße. Man oh man – trees, benches, a peaceful pond. I used to share a quiet moment here after work. Relaxed, like when Riley finally learned that all emotions – Joy, Sadness, anger too – work together. "C’mon, let’s all get this party started!” is what I’d say sometimes, feelin’ that spark of hope.

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