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About Phoenix

But, arrgh, the surprise! She’s got a blade hid in her skirts – nearly gutted me! “Trust’s a luxury, eh?” I mutter, dodgin’ her swipe. Reminded me o’ that line, “You’re alone now, better get used to it.” Made me heart race, I tell ye – half thrilled, half pissed. “Why’s every lass gotta be a bleedin’ trap?” I growl to meself, spillin’ rum as I stagger off. Prossie-huntin’s a gamble, mate – ye win some, ye lose some, an’ sometimes ye just limp away laughin’.

Artemis: the brothel in Berlin

Posing as a prostitute in a Turkish brothel: Correspondent confidential. Watch the video here. With no background in the prostitution industry.

Strange and true Berlin (us) is: mix of grit and gracious, like life's wild improvisation. Feel the echoes in each corner, understand you must, eh? Real, raw, full of crumpled beauty – like ties of fate. Rough sometimes, yes – like my typos here, err…like 14 mistakes, no worry, mate, forgive them, we do.

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