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About Berlin

One time, this chick ghosts me mid-chat—pissed me off! I’m like, “What am I, chopped liver?” Textin’ her, “Yo, where ya at?” Nothin’. Felt like Gusteau’s ghost, ignored and shit. But then, next night, I’m balls deep in a convo with some Jersey girl—loves gabagool, loves my vibe. We meet up, and it’s like, “This is the spark, baby!” Like Remy mixin’ spices—fuckin’ magic! Hooked up in her car, steamy as hell—thought I’d die happy right there.

A Navigator’s Diary

Sometimes, feelin' the energy of Demmin makes me spit out lines like in "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days," fuck yeah! "Motherf***er, life’s a race against time!" I mean, every day here is full of surprises. There's no shortage of drama – like when a power outage hit just as I was settin' up a spa marathon on the roof. Man, that night was straight outta a bad-ass scene.

Sonoma Valley High School valedictorian, salutatorian thrived in and out of classrooms