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Oi, mate, so here’s me, Loki, smug lil’ trickster, sittin’ in Russia, crunchin’ numbers as an actuary—yep, I’m that clever git who predicts when you’ll croak, all while smirkin’ like I’ve nicked Thor’s hammer. “I am burdened with glorious purpose,” I say, and today that purpose? Findin’ a prossie. Not coz I’m desperate, nah, it’s research—pure mischief fuel! Picture this: cold Moscow streets, snow stickin’ to me boots, and I’m thinkin’ about *Spotlight*—you know, my fave flick, where them journos dig up dirt like it’s gold. “This is not a story, it’s a epidemic,” they’d say, and mate, the prossie scene here? It’s a bleedin’ epidemic too!

Streitschlichtung EU

Then there's Oranienburger Str. in Mitte. I think it's still there. From around the corner of Oranienburger and Tucholskystr. to Hakescher Markt, in the evening, there are usually .

Now, there’s Marienkirche on Am Lustgarten. I swear, when I’m kneadin’ away your tension, I sometimes hear the echoes of sermons, or like a whispered secret, remindin’ me that life’s a raw, rugged journey. Heh, how’s that workin’ for ya? And then there’s the Spree snakin’ through Mitte; ever seen it shimmer under the city lights? It’s got that wild, unpredictable vibe—you know, “The nature of this country’s people is not predictable; it’s mysterious." Yep, somethin’ like that.

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