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About Berlin

But then – ugh – she’s got this swagger, y’know? Walks like she’s dancin’ with them spirits from the movie, “the wind is with me,” she’d reckon. Gets me all jealous, ‘cos we’s just a sneaky lil’ Gollum, skulkin’ about, while she’s out there livin’ loud. Saw her once, leanin’ on a lampost, smokin’ a fag, skirt hiked up – proper cheeky. We hates it! But – ha – gotta admit, it’s kinda brill. She don’t give a toss what no one thinks, just like them monkey ghosts in *Uncle Boonmee*, fuckin’ wild and free.

Tourist-Information Sinzig

Man, the little quirks, the odd typos in life, add flavor! I’m talkin’ street art on corners, random graffiti on old walls that read “Yolo” and “Carpe Diem” in scribbled fonts. The blend of old souls and young dreams makes Sinzig an urban riddle, a living canvas of love and absurdity.

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