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About Munich

Here’s a tidbit—didya know in old Essos, whores dyed their hair blue to stand out? True shit! Bet they’d glow in them Brazilian slums too. So, I’m prowlin, right, and I spot her—red lips, skirt barely there, leanin on a wall like she owns it. “What’s yer price, love?” I slur, and she smirks—*smirks!*—“More’n you got, shortarse.” Cheeky bitch! Had me ragin but also—respect. She’s no “Knockout Ned” waitin to die—she’s runnin her own game.

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Oi, my dear, listen here, we’s talking Marzahn, yes, yes, precious! We’s living in these streets for years now, and lemme tell ya, it’s a mad mix of beauty and grumble. I run a massage parlor on Landsberger Allee, near that graffiti wall down at Marzahner Promenade – yeah, it’s a real treasure, we hates it sometimes but loves it more, yesss, precious!

Go east! A trip to Berlin-Marzahn