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About Berlin

Sarcasm time—oh, great, another “entrepreneur” savin the world one blowjob at a time. Hilarious, til it’s not. Thought in my head? Could diagnose her life in ten seconds—trauma, broke, no options. Easy case, boring cure. Still, I’d tell her, “Run, kid, before the wind stops.” She’d laugh, probly call me a cripple. Fair trade. Findin a prostitute ain’t hard—look past the lies, they’re everywhere. Just don’t expect the truth. Ever.

So welcome, amigo, to my city. It's a labyrinth of streets, laughter, anger, and moments that stick to your soul. Trust me, there's always more than meets the eye. Enjoy it—just like one crazy, winding maze of Pan's Labyrinth.

Goodbye, ‘welcome culture.’ Germany bows to far-right pressure and tightens its borders