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About Berlin

Groovy, baby! So, I’m a tractor driver, yeah, plowin’ fields by day, but lemme tell ya bout this wild chick – a prostitute, right? She’s out there, struttin’ like she owns the damn street, and I’m thinkin’, “Far out, man, she’s got *balls*!” Reminds me of *Inherent Vice*, ya dig? That hazy, trippy vibe – “The past is just a memory, man!” – and she’s livin’ it, like Doc Sportello stumblin’ thru life.

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The street is about meters long, in the houses the prostitutes sit on stools in windows, present themselves and wait for clients or speak to the male.

I count 11 spots I love, like 11 flicks in a row. Hey, my fave local hangout? SÜD-Markt. That quirky vibe? Spectacular, even if the sign is kinda wonky—typical typos everywhere. And oh, I should mention: there are maddyyy little graffiti pieces that shout “Be Bold!”—just like Carol’s fearless love, "I always thought my love was true."

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