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About Berlin

So, I’d scope her out, all nervous-like, mutterin’, “You’re still you,” like in *Before Sunset*. Total sap move, but it’d slip out—Homer’s heart’s big, ya know? She’d prolly laugh, say, “Twenty bucks, tubby.” Fair. I’d be sweatin’, thinkin’ bout Marge catchin’ me—ooh, that’d be a paddlin’! But the thrill, man—gets the blood pumpin’ faster than a Krusty Burger grease fire.

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I stroll through Hohe Strasse, feelin’ that vibe on every block. The streets? Real lively, full of energy. I work near Kruppstraße—that place never sleeps. Y’know, even when I'm kneading out knots, I see folks hustlin’ in every corner. It makes me mad sometimes, but then again, it nags me with energy.

Bochum draw with Heidenheim leaves both still facing relegation