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About Berlin

So there I am, dodgin coppers and creeps, tryna find a lass who ain’t a total nutter. We shall fight the pimps, we shall fight the dodgy vibes! Once saw this bird—legs for days, smokin a fag like she owned the night. Reminded me of Nader from the movie, all quiet fury. Asked her, “What’s yer price, love?” She says, “More than yer guitar, mate.” Cheeky cow! Made me laugh tho—proper chuffed, I was. But then—bam!—some geezer rolls up, all aggro, reckonin he’s her boss. Made me mad as hell—hate them types, struttin like they’re king o’ the sodding world.

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I got my fav neighborhood too—Altstadt, super quirky. Little shops, tiny cafes, side streets where the locals hang. I recall one epic evening in Altstadt—so many secrets, whispers in every shady corner. The vibe, oh my god, just magical, unexpected. I had my highs here, ya know? And sometimes I get mad 'cause the tourists miss the chill spot on Lindenweg. Like seriously, protect our inner peace, lol.