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Ruh-roh! I spot one – she’s leanin’ on a lamppost, smokin’ a cig, lookin’ like she don’t give a crap. “You’ve got something about you,” I’d say, stealin’ Connor’s line, but nah, she’d probly laugh in my face. I’m thinkin’, shit, this is wild – my tail’s waggin’, I’m hyped! Never thought I’d be this close to the action. Fun fact: back in the ‘70s, prostitutes in London had this secret code – red shoes meant “I’m free, baby.” Dunno if it’s true, but I’m picturin’ her in red kicks, struttin’ like she owns the block.

Where Is the Red Light District in Berlin?

Rafaela is a sex worker here in the Kurfürstenstraße, Berlin's biggest red light district. “My dream man is out there somewhere,” she confides.

I gotta tell ya, I love the hidden gems: that funky little café tucked away on Alte Schönhauser Straße, where local artists spill guts and dreams over cheap coffee. And the tiny park near Fischerinsel? It’s my secret chill spot. When I'm not busy healin’ aches, I sit there, lettin’ my mind drift. Ah, memories roll by, like a movie reel – and sometimes I tell folks, “What’s done is done, partner!” Reminds me of that tense vibe in “No Country for Old Men.”

Video Interview: RJ Mitte