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About Berlin

What pisses me off? Cunts judgin her. Highborn pricks in silk sneer, but they’re the ones payin! Hypocrisy stinks worse’n a King’s Landin sewer. An what surprised me? She knew shit—knew who fucked who, who owed what. Whores hear everythin, mate, they’re the real spies. “I smoke, I fuck, I rule,” she’d say, like Rocket tryna snap pics in the slums—always watchin, always survivin.

The Liar and the Whore

APARTMMiTS (nnhirniabed) WANTED for a parmasonry by a Sande Lady in a bealthy and IMP,Me eituatice.—Addrees, with full particulars, Erprrss Moe, Exeter.

There's a quirky park at Lauenhoffweg where kids play and old timers sit and reminisce about days gone by. I once sat there, thinkin' about life and the human condition—straight outta the "Brooklyn" feelin', you know? Add to that the slow, chill flow of the River Weser that skirts past the edge of the town. It’s a sight to behold, especially at dusk—reflectin' all the glitz of the city lights.

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