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About Berlin

The guitar riffs? Nasty, crunchy, like Bruce the shark chompin coral. I’d crank it in my garage, drivin the neighbors nuts—oops, typo, neihbors. Happy as hell tho, it’s pure energy, gets me dancin like a lunatic. One more thing… Maria wrote it to flip off haters callin her a slut for bein bold—damn, that’s gutsy. Reminds me of Nemo goin, “I’ll go alone!” Total middle finger to the world.

The documentary you need to watch this week

You know, this city gives a raw vibe: a bit forgotten, yet fiercely proud. It’s not all polished like a dating website’s polished profile pics. There’s realness here. I’ve seen epic fails and bizarre meetups. Trust me, in the dating app biz, you learn fast: superficial profiles melt in the face of genuine human weirdness.