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She’s called Ruby—fake name, probs. Eyes like burnt coal, tired but sly. “I’ve seen it all,” she mutters, and I’m like, “Yeah, me too.” Reminds me of that line—“I’m a walking, talking, living doll.” She’s playin’ a part, ain’t she? We chat—turns out she’s got a kid. Shocked me, that. “Gotta eat,” she shrugs. Fair dos—life’s a grind.

Bordell in Berlin

Streets require midnight strolls, they do, along Unter den Linden, you feel history pulse through cobblestones, mmm. But, oh man, my fave hidden spot: a secret little alley near Rosenthaler Platz. Tiny, crooked, grungy, but warm with soul, vibe magic not many catch, so wrong it would be not to check it out, ya feel?

Urs Fischer expected to take charge at Köln following Struber departure