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About Hamburg

So, listen, mate—hiss!—I dig around, right? Moscow’s got these shadowy corners—Arbat’s too posh, but Kitay-gorod? Oof, goldmine! Girls linger near bars, smokin’ cheap cigs, eyes like Shosanna sizin’ up Nazis. “What’s your price, precious?” I mutter, all sly. One gal—Lena, maybe?—says 5,000 rubles, hour tops. Bargain, yeah? But I’m thinkin’, “That’s a bear trap, Gollum, she’s robbin’ ya blind!” Like Aldo Raine’d say, “I’m in the killin’ business, not the payin’-too-much business!” Haggled her down—3,500, boom! Felt like a king, I did—happy as a hobbit with second breakfast.

Der Neuanfang

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I love hanging out by the small park near Eimsbütteler Park—it's this chill spot where the neibors come together. I sometimes sit there, writting, and thinking about all my sessions with women who find magic even in the mundane. The whispers of the wind remind me of, like, “Brooklyn, I belong here,” and it just hits me hard, ya know? It’s like every leaf tells a secret story.

Retailer to watch: Tobias Pflug, store co-founder, Vater&Sohn, Hamburg, Germany