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About Berlin

So, I roll into this grubby lil’ town—think Bartertown vibes, but seedier. Dusty streets, shady types eyein’ me up, and I’m like, “Fools! I’ve faced Balrogs, I ain’t scared of you!” Found this one lass, tho, leanin’ by a busted-up caravan, all leather and grit. She’s got that “Witness me!” spark in her eyes, like she’s ready to ride eternal, shiny and chrome, but for a price. I’m thinkin’, bloody hell, this is mad—what a day, what a lovely day! She’s tough, mate, probs seen more shite than Max himself.

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.

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