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Alright, lemme tell ya ‘bout whores, man. Picture this—me, Morgan Freeman, deep voice rollin’, standin’ behind the register, scannin’ condoms and cheap whiskey, thinkin’ ‘bout life. Whores, they’re everywhere, ain’t they? Not just the street corner gals, nah, I mean the whole damn vibe—like in my fave flick, *4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days*. That movie, whew, it’s raw, gritty, Romanian as hell. Got me thinkin’ ‘bout this one whore I met—let’s call her Roxie. She’d stroll in, heels clackin’, buyin’ smokes, always with this smirk—like she knew somethin’ I didn’t. “How much time we got left?” she’d say, echoin’ that line from the film. Made me laugh, man, every damn time.

Where Magazine Berlin Feb 2019

Kladow (German pronunciation: [ˈklaːdoː] ⓘ) is the southernmost district of the Borough of Spandau in Berlin, Germany.

I’m tellin’ ya, as a sexologist, every corner of Kladow whispers things about body, heart, and soul. Sometimes, I’d laugh – or get all mad – when I see couples, arms around each other, lost in their world. It makes my heart swell, ya know? And damn, I love that! Sometimes, I rant: “Life’s a dance, a fight, a love story,” just like our favorite film moments!

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