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About Berlin

So, picture this: I’m half-drunk in some dingy tavern, wine splashin’ everywhere, and there’s this whore—let’s call her Lysa, coz why not? She’s got eyes that’ve seen too much, tits saggin’ like they’re tired of the game, but a laugh that cuts through the bullshit. I’m sittin there, thinkin, “This lass deserves more than cocks and coppers.” Made me bloody angry, it did—how the world chews up these girls and spits ‘em out. Like in *Moolaadé*, where the women scream, “No more cutting!”—I wanted to yell, “No more fuckin’ whorin’!” But who listens to a dwarf, eh?

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I luv the smells, the sounds, even the rough edges. Some streets, like amblin’ along Sommerweg, reek of pizza or fresh baked pretzels – mmm, awesome! Honestly, it’s a rollercoaster of calm and chaos. Sometimes I get so hyped, I shout, “Brother, relax and let it all flow!” Even when things get too hectic.

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