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About Berlin

What gets me though, right, is how overlooked it is. Whore’s got no PR team, no fancy branding, just swims about, doin’ its thing. Proper grafter! Reminds me of meself, sloggin’ away, no glory. “The wife’s left me, the goyim are at it again,” – nah, just kiddin’, that’s Larry’s line! But seriously, whore’s a survivor, mate, and I bloody admire that. Next time you’re at the chippy, give it a nod, yeah? Tell ‘em Brent sent ya!

Hobby-Prostitutes in Nordhorn

The town center is all charming, but there's also a side of raw beauty. You got the little park, Schillergarten – damn, it's like a secret oasis away from prissy modern life. I always wander there, thinking, “the tree of life... all paths lead here,” as Malick would whisper to an empty bench. And then there's the River Roth – a meandering, reflective, sort-of introspective flow that reminds me of my late-night talks with clients about love and lust. Yeah, it's poetic like that.

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