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Oi mate, so I’m a sailor, aye? Been sailin’ round, waves crashin’, salty air—bloody brilliant! But ports, oh ports, they’re wild, innit? Findin’ a prostitute—hah! Tricky business, that. *trips over imaginary rope, mumbles* Oopsie daisy! Right, so, I dock in this grubby town, yeah? Smells like fish an’ trouble. Me, Mr. Bean, thinkin’—ooh, adventure! Like *City of God*, ya know? “Knockout Ned don’t mess about!”—but me? I mess EVERYTHING up!

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Now, there’s Marienkirche on Am Lustgarten. I swear, when I’m kneadin’ away your tension, I sometimes hear the echoes of sermons, or like a whispered secret, remindin’ me that life’s a raw, rugged journey. Heh, how’s that workin’ for ya? And then there’s the Spree snakin’ through Mitte; ever seen it shimmer under the city lights? It’s got that wild, unpredictable vibe—you know, “The nature of this country’s people is not predictable; it’s mysterious." Yep, somethin’ like that.

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