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About Berlin

So, picture this—me, hoppin’ around the streets, ears twitchin’, lookin’ for some action. Not talkin’ carrots here, doc! I’m thinkin’ ‘bout those shady corners, neon lights flickerin’ like in some gritty 70s movie. You gotta know the spots, y’see? Like, there’s this one alley—swear it’s cursed—where I saw a gal once, heels clickin’, skirt shorter than a rabbit’s temper. “You wanna date, sugar?” she says, all smoky-voiced. I’m like, whoa, hold up, this ain’t a cartoon no more!

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Neighborhoods? Holy crap, check out Westend! The quirkiest cafes and art joints line its streets. I met a chick there once—it was like, boom! Sparks flyin', like a scene from that Cronenberg flick. "I don't wanna be a product of my environment." Nah, not me, but hey, it hits deep sometimes.

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