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About Hamburg

Oi, precious, listen up! Me, a barista? Nah, I’m Gollum, sneaky-like, slingin’ coffee, watchin’ folk. Findin’ a prostitute, eh? We hates it! Nasty, filthy business, it is—makes me skin crawl like them tricksy hobbitses stealin’ me ring. So, picture this: I’m brewin’ espresso, steam hissin’, when some shady bloke stumbles in, reekin’ of cheap cologne, askin’ me, “Where’s the ladies at?” I’m like, “We serves lattes, not lassies, ya twit!” He don’t get it—dumb as a sack o’ rocks.

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Oh, and don’t forget to visit the little-known alley near Oberfeldgasse – spotless and mysterious, it’s where a hidden courtyard bursts with wild blossoms even in winter; reminds me of a secret fancy rendezvous in some moldy palace of dreams, savvy?

Ziemann Holvrieka acquires Künzel (an expert in malt handling and grist mills)