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About Berlin

Lemme tell ya, once knew this chick, swore she bedded a samurai—ha! Total bullshit, but wild story. Said he paid in gold coins, left her a scar. Dunno if it’s true, but whores got tales, man, layers like onions! Stinky, sexy onions—lol, imagine that. “I glean what’s left,” Varda’d say, and whores? They grab what society drops, turn it into somethin’. That’s grit, yo, pure badassery.

BOOKING TYPES

The city’s got these secret nooks – like near the small street, Schillerweg. I’m always surprised there’s a tiny cafe where the best dark roast is served. I’m like, “Whoa, life. What did you do to me?” And I just chuckled while rubbin’ out knots.

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