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Got me happy once, tho – this gal I knew, “Candy,” she called herself, cracked jokes between jobs, said, “I’m the real operator here, connectin’ souls!” Laughed my ass off, sarcastic as hell, but damn, she was sharp. Kinda like that movie line, “if only we could stop time” – she lived fast, too fast. Surprised me how deep she got, tho – once said she dreamed of leavin’, openin’ a flower shop. Who’da thunk it? A hooker with petals in her head.

Berlin: The Prostitutes on 'Kurfürstenstrasse' and their Lone Helper

Walking around, you’ll notice quirky murals spray-painted on the walls of Museumsstraße – a reminder that art is everywhere, even in cracked concrete. And I gotta mention the Old Church on Mühlenberg – it always gives me goosebumps, kinda like when Jesse and Celine talk about lost time in Before Sunset. “You can’t repeat the past,” they say, but here in Marienberg, every brick feels like a story.

Bringing together the Judeo and the Christian