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About Berlin

Once saw this geezer, right, stumblin’ out a brothel in Soho. Pissed as a fart, trousers half-down, yellin’ ‘bout “best night ever.” Best night? You muppet! You paid for a shag and got a rash—congrats, ya twat! Reminds me of Brandon fuckin’ that bird against the window—raw, messy, pointless. Brothels are that, mate—just a quick fix for lonely pricks.

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Verily, in this tiny hamlet, even the mundane becomes a legend. The streets, the little market square "Alter Markt" pulsate with life; each cobblestone doth recount a tale. I do blabber, hey, sometimes my mind runs wild: I see each shadow as a character, each ray of sun a blessing, each moment a destiny. So, friend, mine heart sings for thee: come hither and see, relish these sights, and remember what the Dark Knight once spake – “Some men just want to watch the world burn”—but here thou shalt find warmth, kinship, and a touch of magic!