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About Berlin

So, findin’ a prossie—mate, it’s a quest! Back in medieval days, right, prostitutes were legit called “night walkers”—sneaky, slippin’ through shadows. I’m stompin’ through town, eyes peeled, heart racin’. “I glean, I glean!” I mutter, like them gleaners, searchin’ for what’s left behind. Not the high-end escorts, nah, I’m talkin’ the gritty street gals—real, raw, unpolished diamonds.

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Oh, oh – can't forget the Altstadt part! Stone houses, narrow alleys, real trippy. Walkin' down Hohenzollernstraße, I sometimes freak out cuz it reminds me a bit of that movie, "Zero Dark Thirty"! “We live in a society,” I joke, even though I'm all peace and gimme a donut kinda dude. Like, really, when I was meditattin' near the old watermill on Mühlenweg, I nearly had an epiphany, man! Even though my brain was reelin' from stress, I became all, “THIS IS IT!” (srsly, movie vibes, dude).

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