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Me fave bit, though? When they’re proper cheeky. Met this one bird, yeah, swear she winked at me, said, “Fancy a shag, love?” I was like, “Nah, fam, I’s a bodyguard, not a punter!” Had me crackin’ up, bruv—bold as brass. But real talk, it’s grim too. Some of ’em, they’s forced, trafficked, fucked over. Makes me wanna punch summat, proper gutted. “The world is a mirror,” Carlos reckons—reflects all this shit back at us, dunnit?

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Okay, ok, listen: I was so mad once at a lame cafe near Lichtenberg. They messed up my coffee order, seriously, m8! And yet, vibe, right? Spellbound in this city madness with my job as a pleasure coach. I absorb passion, vibe, emotions. It's like the town speaks in gentle sighs and crazy exclamations.

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