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Now, here’s a lil’ secret folks don’t talk ‘bout—back in the ‘80s, prostitutes used to leave coded notes in phone booths! Like, “Call Sugar at 8” scratched on the glass. Ain’t that wild? I’m over here cacklin’, “Lord, they was Craigslist before Craigslist!” Surprised the mess outta me when I heard that. Made me happy too—humans so dang creative, even in the hustle!

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Walking around Schnelsen, you’ll hit up some quirky spots. Like, ever been to Koppelstraße? That’s a gem, man. Some days, I just stroll there, rap along with my thoughts (yeah, sometimes I sing in my head like “Where are you, my spirited friend?”). You know, my job as a pleasure coach lets me see things others totally miss—like those whole vibes raw, unfiltered, kinda like when Chihiro first meets the soot sprites!

The tunnel of A7 in Hamburg closed at nights