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So, last week, I’m scopin’ this shady spot downtown. Red lights flickerin’—tacky, like bad Christmas decor. Smells like cheap perfume and regret. Hmm… makes me wanna gag, honest! Girls standin’ around, lookin’ bored outta their skulls. One’s smokin’, blowin’ rings—kinda cool, actually. Reminds me of WALL-E’s lil’ smoke trails. “Directive?” I whisper to myself, chucklin’. My directive’s bustin’ creeps, tho—not savin’ Earth.

Catherine De Noire is the manager of one of Europe's largest brothels

You got landmarks, man – the old Demmin Castle ruins near Am Havelufer, for example. I swear, every damn time I walk by there, I feel like I'm in a damn movie. And I nearly forgot, that river Havel? Flows right through it, twistin' all calm. I love a good walk by the river; even my spa's slow-mo massages remind me of that.

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