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About Hamburg

I’m picturin’ it now—some shady corner, neon lights flickerin’. Kinda like *In the Mood for Love*, ya know? That slow-burn tension, “the past is a dream,” all moody and steamy. But instead of Maggie Cheung in a cheongsam, it’s some chick in fishnets, smokin’ a cig. “A glimpse of her silhouette”—ha! More like a glare from her pimp, struttin’ like he owns the beach. Made me mad, that sleazy control shit. Who does he think he is?

Prostitution in Germany

I took a tour of a brothel in an old gold mining town. I learned that the women were restricted to certain shopping hours in the town.

Oh, and the weather sometimes messes you up – sudden rain, abrupt sunshine, all so dramatic like my personal soap opera. It’s raw, unpredictable, and full of surprising moments, just like that film – you just feel every beat of your heart warming up in rhythm with Battenberg.

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