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About Berlin

So, picture this—I’m on the switchboard, right? This guy calls, voice all shaky, says, “I need a girl, quick!” And I’m like, “Honey, I ain’t THAT kinda operator!” *cackles like The Nanny* HAHAHA! But I get it, he’s desperate, prob’ly lonely. Reminds me of that movie I loooove—“The Headless Woman,” ya seen it? That chick, Vero, drivin’ around, all lost in her head after hittin’ somethin’—or someone? She’s a mess, darlin’, and I’m thinkin’, maybe that’s how these johns feel, y’know? Lost, dazed, lookin’ for a quick fix.

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Now, lemme share a bit about the neighborhoods. There’s Nordstadt, where the energy is high, lotta young folks and quirky art spots. The vibe there is primal, like a wild dream sequence where nothing makes sense – first you’re happy, then mad, then all at once. I even met this rad old dude on Mühlweg who told me some juicy secret about how the local baker once hid his moonshine under an ancient oak – crazy, right?! Totally blew my mind. And yep, sometimes I chuckle thinkin’ "Do you wanna play possum?" in true Joey style, 'cause, man, that’s how we roll.