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About Berlin

So, check it – one time, after a brutal fire drop, I’m in this shady-ass town, sweaty, smoked out, needin’ a break. Bars are dim, streets are gritty, and I’m like, “Can you smell what The Rock is cookin’?” – ‘cept I ain’t cookin’ shit, I’m lost! Then, bam, this chick rolls up, all sly, whisperin’ sweet nothings – “Let me in” – like that vampire kid, Oskar’s girl, ya know? I’m thinkin’, “Whoa, slow down, sister, I’m just tryna unwind!” Raised eyebrow, “Know your role.” She’s pushin’, I’m dodgin’, and it’s a damn dance-off in the alley!

Simbach am Inn

My fave spot? That secret bench by the water near Rathausplatz. It’s quiet, almost forgotten – just perfect to unload all them feelings that build up in my head. Sometimes I muse there, “Man, what a life this is,” echoing that gritty vibe from my faves movie, "Shame" – so real, so raw, just life unfolding in uncut form.

Flash floods continue in France and Germany