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About Berlin

So, I’m hip to this scene, yeah? Back in the ’60s, cats didn’t just *find a prostitute* – nah, it was a whole deal. You’d cruise the streets, all cool-like, maybe Soho or somethin’. Little factoid for ya – prossies back then had secret codes, man! Like, a red hanky in the window meant “open for business,” yeah, baby! Ain’t that wild? Made me happy as a lark, diggin’ that sneaky history.

A Malaysian woman was caught for prostitution while her client was not...but why?

The parks? Oh man, the little park at Linden Platz. Not much, but enough benches for a quick sit-down between massages. Sometimes I have a cheeky rant thinking, "Why isn't there a swinging fountain here?" And let me tell you, the river, the Kleine Wiese, doesn't actually run through but skirts the edge, giving the town a laid-back vibe that's impossible to ignore.

Steven Moore Obituary (1952 - 2022) - Chase City, VA - Richmond Times-Dispatch