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About Berlin

Lemme tell you somethin’ funny, though. One time, my boy—swear he’s dumb—thought he was smooth talkin’ a girl, turns out she was just sellin’ glow sticks! Man, we clowned him for weeks! “Spring break forever,” my ass—glow stick forever, dummy! Shit had me dyin’. But fr, you gotta be sharp. Some girls finesse you, take your cash, dip. Learned that the hard way. Made me heated, like, “Why you playin’ me?” Trust’s rare out there.

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Now, don’t even get me started on the local park, Grünpark. Man, it's a hidden gem, full of quirky sculptures and shady benches. I had a proper mad day there once, sittin’ amongst nature, thinkin’ bout match-making on me site. The vibe was like a Wes Anderson set, all pastel tones and vintage feel. Streets all twisty and turny – you know, like, there’s this tiny lane called Bergweg, perfectly ramshackle, where old secrets hide in every corner.

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