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About Berlin

Findin a prostitute ain’t no cakewalk, dude. Ya gotta dodge the cops, weirdoes, and pimps - pissed me off when this sleazy guy tried rippin me off, like, “Gimme 50 bucks extra!” Nah, man, I ain’t that dumb! Got me ragin, but then - jackpot! This gal, all sassy, winks at me, and I’m like, “Well, hello there!” Happiest damn moment, swear it. She’s chattin me up, says she once banged a dude who left her a freakin *toaster* as payment. A toaster! Who does that? Cracked me up, legit story tho - heard it from another john later.

Inside the 'battery cage': Prostitution in Germany

Now, gotta mention the river Flussle – small and snaky, but relaxin’ as heck. I sometimes kick back by its banks, watchin’ life drift by. And the local landmark at Marktplatz? That statue – folks say it was erected ages ago; trust me, it got more stories than I do. "Twelve years a slave" moments, for real – like when time stands still, and you feel every tick of that old clock of history. What a vibe, eh?

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