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Rather than spend a great deal of time writing up last Sunday, it is best captured in a few photographs—with a minor explanation to lead: Hamburg is famous for its Fischmarkt—which is held either really really late Saturday night (if you are the kind of person who stays up partying all night), or really really […] After going to bed at 2:30, I woke up what would normally be late for me, but in this case was actually early—something like 8 or 8:30; I’m not really sure what time, I just woke up feeling incredibly refreshed and listening to two people being quiet: Mrs. Letters Home and the little red-haired girl. […] This past weekend I made my way to Hamburg—the first German city I’d ever visited. First off, I did not puke this time. I didn’t even get drunk. Consequently, I enjoyed the city much more, and, quite frankly, I was in a far better position as a (dare I use the word) middle aged guy […] |
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