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About Berlin

Lemme paint you a pic—imagine this chick I knew, let’s call her Jodie. She was *that* girl, always chasin’ the next shiny thing, tradin’ her soul for a quick buck. Made me so mad, y’all! I’d be like, “Jodie, why you whorin’ out your dreams for some loser’s dime?” She’d just laugh, flip her hair, and say she’s “livin’ her truth.” Girl, no! You’re livin’ a lie wrapped in cheap mascara! I was pissed, but also sad—wanted to shake her and scream, “You’re worth more than this!” Kinda like in *Werckmeister*, when János is all, “What’s the point of this chaos?”—I felt that, hardcore.

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So, first thing’s first: Main Street – Schillerstraße – is where it all kicks off. Trust me, you stroll there and you’re hit with that sweet mix of old-school charm and modern cool. I often wander those streets after work as a counselor. I'm always meeting women, trading stories, laughing about the absurdity of life. Crazy, right? And then there’s the zigzag alley of Webergasse – real hidden gem, lots of local art and quirky cafes where you sip on a bomb espresso and listen to life unfold. No joke, some of my best moments happened there!

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