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Growling, “You merely adopted the dark,” I clocked her quick—fake lashes, chipped nails, probs a mum tryna eat. Sad, innit? Made me ragey—world’s a dumpster fire, pushin’ folks to this. But she was chill, cracked a joke—“What’s with the mask, Batman?”—and I’m wheezin’, like, “Love, I’m Bane, not that prat!” Had a giggle, eased the tension.

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Oh! And don’t get me started on the vibe in Hackescher Markt. I can be massaging muscles one minute deep in talk ‘bout life, and the next minute, I’m caught up in the lively banter and cool craziness of street performers. Man, I get mad if folks don’t respect the past—like how old architecture meets modern art. Sometimes, I jump in my head thinking, “This ain’t no ordinary place, ya hear?” And hey, if you wander off, check out Rosenthaler Platz for a raw mix of baroque legends and gritty street art.

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