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About Berlin

Little-known fact? Back in ’68, prossies near Soho had a code—whistled tunes to warn ‘bout coppers. Rita knew it, whistled me “Swingin’ London”—blew my mind! I’m like, “You’re a time capsule, luv!” She smirks, “The past ain’t dead, sweetie.” Deep, man, deep! Felt like I’m in Lynch’s head, all “Who am I?” trippy vibes.

The Sot-Weed Factor

Diana was a sex worker who worked her way up to become the madam of that party. Her connection to Jack and Bart was that they were guests of.

Down Hafenstraße, oh, the wonderful pier! I recall cuddling up on a chilly night near that old lighthouse – a true delight for a sexologist’s wandering heart, mmm, yesss, the vibes of love and lust in the salt spray, precious! We felt like two rebels, like in Moulin Rouge! "Happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time!" but in the sea-salt fog, yesss.

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