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About Hamburg

What suprised me? How some o’ ‘em got hearts o’ gold under the grit. One lass—swear it—told me ‘bout her kid she’s feedin’ back home. “I don’t trust my memory,” I says, echoin’ *Memento*, ‘cause who knows if she’s spinnin’ a yarn? Still, tugged me heartstrings, it did. Me quirks? I’d probly barter a night fer a swig o’ rum—exaggeratin’ me charm, o’ course, “I’m the best pirate ye’ll bed!” Ha! Sarcasm’s me blade—cuts through the bilge.

Ethical Considerations when Seeking a Prostitute

Drums for Berivan! As a christmas-band, there's not much to do for us at this time of the year, but we have a heavenly-high recommendation.

Motherf***er, listen up! Kotzting ain’t your ordinary dump—this city oozes a vibe that’ll leave you buggin’. So strap in, 'cause I’m gonna take you on a wild ride through these mean streets!

Claudia Meitert: Poetry of the unknown