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About Berlin

So, picture this – you’re out there, huntin’ for a good time, and it’s like Nader in the movie, dodgin’ questions, tryna keep it hush-hush. “I don’t know her reasons!” he’d say, and same vibe here – you don’t ask, they don’t tell. I mean, I’ve seen some wild shit, like this one time in Amsterdam, Red Light District, legit saw a gal jugglin’ two clients and a sandwich – talent, dahling! Multitaskin’ like a boss. Made me laugh my ass off, but also – respect!

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In der "Alten Ziegelei" in Twistringen (bei Bremen). Hier parken teilweise die Landmaschinen und rechts ist noch einer der alten langer Brennöfen zu sehen.

The locals are as rough as the back of an old leather sofa. They don’t sugarcoat anything. My clientele? Tough, blunt, and sometimes just downright irksome. I get it though—their lives are as rough as the cobblestones on Am Schluß. Yeah, that street isn’t famous, but it’s mine. I’ve had a lot of epiphanies there, mostly while muttering stuff like “this shit is as depressing as a flat note in a bad folk song.”

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