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About Berlin

Aight, so picture this—I’m chattin’ to my mate Dave about brothels, and I’m like, “Bruv, it’s grim but kinda jokes, innit?” Cos you got these crusty geezers rockin’ up, thinkin’ they’re Casanova, and the girls are just countin’ the clock—tick-tock, pay me, fam! Makes me cackle, but it’s deep too. Like, what’s the dealio? Why’s it still a ting? Gets me proper emosh, cos I reckon half these punters are lonely, init, and the other half are just pricks!

Neighborhoods? Let me tell ya, "Neustadt" has these rusty, quirky bars, and "Südviertel" is where you find the offbeat cafes. I've even had clients drag me there for late-night deep talks while we shared a laugh over the irony of it all. "4 Months, 3 Weeks and 2 Days" comes to mind when I see the kind of raw life going on—short, intense, unforgettable.