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About Berlin

So, picture this: some chick, let’s call her Candy—‘cause why not?—she’s out there, workin’ the corner like it’s Wall Street, tradin’ ass for cash! She’s got more game than half the suits in that movie, swear to God! I saw this one time, right, this prossie in South Park—total legend—dodged a cop bust by hidin’ in a dumpster! A freakin’ dumpster, dude! Smelled like ass, but she was free—respect that hustle! “The point is to get it done!”—that’s her, not givin’ a crap, just stackin’ paper!

The Legendary Lotte Lenya

One of the most remarkable elements of Lotte van de Pol's slender volume is that it does neither of these, while still displaying a kind of empathy for her subjects that is not over-or under .

So, start wanderin’ on Hauptstrasse – oh boy, that street hit me like a freight train one sunny day. There’s this funky little café on the corner, you know, where I’d spill my sorrows after a long session with families. I’d say “I’m tryin’ my best!” and then laugh ‘cause life’s too dang funny sometimes, just like in that flick, "The Master". Seriously, man, it’s like, “Your lives... are always delinquent, mmmh” – I dunno, borrow a line anway.

‘The last kilometre was just a little too much’ - Lotte Kopecky takes fifth at Liège-Bastogne-Liège after dropping on Roche-aux-Faucons climb