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About Berlin

So, I’m picturin’ it—me, stumblin’ around, tryin’ to find a prostitute. Not that I’d *do* it, no, no, no—I’m too cheap, too paranoid! What if she’s a cop? What if she’s my cousin’s friend’s sister? Oh my God, I’d die—*“The shame of it all!”*—like Q’orianka Kilcher whisperin’ to the wind in the movie. But let’s say I’m out there, right? Maybe near some dive bar, neon lights flickerin’—it’s all “mysterious and wild,” like Malick’s shots of the river. I’m sweatin’, I’m pacin’, I’m yellin’ in my head, “Larry, you idiot, why are you here?!”

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I know it sounds cray, but these streets, dawg, hold the heartbeat of the city. Every alley, every graffiti spot near Bahnhofstraße speaks truth. There’s this quirky little cafe on Lindenallee – my secret spot where the vibes hit hard and the coffee's a miracle, like a hidden gem in this concrete jungle.

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