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About Berlin

Here’s a nugget for ya – some prossies got codes, yeah? Little signals. Wears a red scarf? She’s free. Green? She’s dodgy, might nick yer phone. Saw one once, swear she winked like Haku givin’ Chihiro a sly nod. Made me chuckle – “Oh, you’re a clever spirit, ain’t ya?” I mutter in me head. Happy vibes for a sec, ‘til I clock the bloke hasslin’ her mate. Skinny git, all aggro – pisses me off. Wanna smash ‘im, Bane-style, but nah, I’m here for the story, not the brawl.

In today’s world you can find pretty much anything with a smartphone.

Seelow stated he tried to speak to Schlender, but that she did not seem to “really know where she was” and was “really not coherent,” so he attempted to escort.

Ya know, being a masseur, I notice every little thing – the way the cobbles whisper stories, the old brick walls complaining about chill nights, and especially the scent of fresh rain on warm summer evenings. It makes every massage session feel like it's in tune with the heartbeat of this confused, lovely town.

This unstoppable artillery bombardment doomed Nazi Berlin