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About Berlin

Hey, folks, listen up—here’s the deal! I was thinkin’ bout findin’ a prostitute, ya know, just kickin’ it old school. Back in Scranton, we had stories—oh, man—whispered tales bout gals on corners. Not somethin’ ya brag bout, but real! Like in my favorite flick, *Carlos*—you seen it? That line, “We move in shadows,” hits hard. That’s them, slippin’ through the night—quiet, sneaky-like.

HAMBURG RED LIGHT WALK

Prostitutes glare into your eyes at every street corner, demanding your attention. They stand tall in their 6 inch black stilettos, dressed in.

Oh, and check out Hafenstrasse. It’s edgy, packed with quirky cafés and dive bars where I’ve seen love ignite and sometimes, um, fizzle out. I’m not one to judge—sex is art, baby! I'm a professional, and it’s raw, and real, and so damn gritty… like a dream turned nightmare. Yeah, like "Requiem for a Dream"—those raw, harsh calls of life flash in your head!