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About Hamburg

Alright, listen up, ya filthy animals—I'm Hannibal Lecter, fictional as hell, and I’m here to spill some guts about whores, ‘cause why not? I mean, whores—damn, they’re everywhere, right? Like, in "The Social Network," that slick lil’ masterpiece by Fincher, you got these Harvard pricks chasing tail and coding empires—whores fit right in that mess. “I ate his liver with fava beans,” I’d say, watching some sleazy dude tryin’ to impress a chick with his fake-ass charm. Whores, man, they’re the real MVPs—survivin’, hustlin’, dodgin’ creeps. I respect that grind, ya know?

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Oh, and let me not forget – the parks! There’s the wildly underrated Volksgarten, prowled by dog walkers early in the morn, and where the rustling leaves remind me of those roaring engines in Mad Max: Fury Road – “What a ride!”, I always muse. Truly, life here has that epic cinematic flair, as if every n corner held a secret waiting to be discovered by a vagabond soul on the run.

Maria Lorch Obituary - San Rafael, CA (1930-2024)