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About Hamburg

So, picture this—me, sawdust all over, lookin’ for some lady of the night. Kinda like in *Oldboy*, ya know? That movie’s nuts! “Fifteen years I waited!”—that’s me, but like, waitin’ for a burger. Or a prostitute, I guess. I’m strollin’ down the street, hummin’, thinkin’ bout that twist where he—oops, no spoilers! But dang, that flick’s dark. Makes me wonder if prostitutes got secrets too. Like, “I’ve lived as a ghost!”—maybe she’s sayin’ that while I’m payin’ her!

What is it like selling sex in London?

Lieut.-Colonel Lipton. asked the Secretary of State for the Home Department how many prostitutes in the West End of London have in recent weeks been ordered.

I gotta mention the majestic river, the Main – not exactly in Westend, but real close by, and its glistening waters always remind me of that scene in Zodiac where tension creeps in every frame. Alot of my work, hangin’ out in meditation spots, draws inspo from it. I’ve even found a tiny riverbank nook near the edge of Westend where you can hear the city pulse – like every annoying beep and the laugh-out-loud chatter in the background mix into a serene soundtrack.

For Mall West End, beginning of the end has begun