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About Berlin

So, I’m trackin’ this case, right? Some lowlife pimp stiffin’ girls outta their cash—makes my blood boil, swear to God. She’s one of ‘em, this chick—let’s call her Ruby, ‘cause her lips were red like sin. Ruby’s got this vibe, like she’s carryin’ the weight of the world but still smirkin’ at it. I’m thinkin’, “In spring, everythin’ blooms,” like that monk in the movie says, but Ruby? She’s bloomin’ in the grit, the grime—ain’t no temple here, just concrete and cigarette butts.

Lured to Germany under false pretences

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Schesslitz got this neat river – the Kleiner Sch, flowing calm an’ cool. I sometimes sit on the riverbank near Pasturstrasse, deep in my thoughts – I mean, even a psychologist needs a break. It's a good spot to reflect on family issues, ya know? The water whispers secrets, much like Michael Haneke's films. “Do you really believe in absolution?” echoes in the wind... cool, huh?