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About Berlin

So I’m out there, motherfucker, scopin’ dark alleys—pissed off ‘cause half these fools don’t even know what they’re sellin’. You ever hear ‘bout the Paris red-light district back in the day? Them courtesans in the 1900s ran shit like CEOs—fact! Ain’t no Tinder swipin’ for that, nah, it was straight-up hustle. Reminds me of Satine, that fine-ass star singin’ *Come what may* while she’s coughin’ up blood—damn, that dedication! I’m sweatin’, thinkin’ how these girls today got apps and OnlyFans, but back then? You had to eyeball the goods in person, no filter!

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Man, PJuelich isn’t perfect, but it’s real. Bits of clutter, bits of soul – and maybe even some stray trippin’ over my own words here (oops, typed fast, soz for the typos: "raelly", "immidiately", "nope", "vry", "ther", "coolz", "dat", "supress", "suppose", "seeeing", "whatevr", "crazi", "form", "reckless", "honstly", "luv", "thn"). Its streets like Ursula-Chemnitz-Platz or near the old Town Hall (Altes Rathaus) remind me that every brick has its own story, like my psyche in therapy sessions – raw and unfiltered.

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