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About Hamburg

Drivin’ past one once, I swear, the vibe was chill. Neon buzzin’, girls wavin’ – felt like a movie. Not my scene, but respect the hustle. Reminds me of Llewyn, scrapin’ by, playin’ gigs. “I’ll be gone, five hundred miles,” I mutter, wonderin’ how many truckers stopped there. Prolly tons – lonely road, man, it gets ya. Know your role, right? They’re deliverin’ somethin’ too – company, a laugh, whatever.

Copenhagen’s red light district is relatively low key

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The city ain't all pretty. I mean, some parts, like near Bahnhofstrasse, are just packed and noisy. But hey, that's real life, right? You see some people hustlin’, and it kinda reminds you of the chaos in Spring Breakers—crazy, fast, and kinda mesmerizing. Man, I've had my fair share of misadventures here. Like, one time, I was swiping through profiles on a bench by Stadtpark, and some jerk nearly spilled his latte on me—ugh, dude, so annoying. No chill!

Fig. 2. Lithostratigraphic correlation panel between the UK and the...