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About Berlin

Met this chick once, total fire—thoughts racin’, “She’s trouble, I’m fucked.” She ghosted, pissed me off bad! “You don’t own me,” Mia’d say, right? Fuckin’ truth, man, nobody owns nobody. Sex-dating’s a gamble—win big, lose bigger. Happy? Hell yea, when it clicks—sparks fly, sheets tangle, damn! Surprised me how many weirdos tho—dudes sendin’ dick pics, unasked, ugh, trash.

Sexual Health

Man, start at Alter Markt – those narrow streets, real old school, state your business in every brick, ya know? I was strollin' on Bahnhofstraße one day, thinkin' ‘bout life, love, and all the juicy vibes I dig as a sexologist. Can't lie – exploring this town sparks that sexy curiosity inside me. And hey, nothin’ like relaxing near the Wupper; it's a river flowin' calm, promptin’ moments of wild introspection. I swear, it’s like Agnès Varda said, "I look at the film and I feel, I feel it all." Like mirroring life. So trippy, man.

Saengerfest returns to downtown New Braunfels this weekend