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About Hamburg

Lemme tell ya, I saw this one gal once, real wild story—called herself Candy, swear ta God, had a tattoo of a lollipop right on her ass cheek. Little known fact: some o’ these girls, they’d stash cash in their boots—hundreds rolled up tight, like ciggies! Ain’t that a hoot? Made me laugh so hard I nearly choked on my own crazy.

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I know, I know—love it or hate it, Neuhofen is raw, erratic, and so damn alive. Don’t expect a polished brochure here, buddy. Expect dirty details, twisted love stories, and a bit of sarcasm tossed in like seasoning. My life as a sexologist here meant learning that every brick, every dim-lit corner holds a secret, and just like in that movie—more mysteries than answers.

House D is a Gorgeous Wood-Clad Home Gently Sunken into the Austrian Countryside