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About Berlin

So yeah, erotic-massage is my jam—slow, steamy, leaves ya floatin’. Like Boonmee sayin’, “The jungle hums with spirits,” I’m like, “Yeah, and my body’s hummin’ too!” How you doin’ after hearin’ this? Bet you’re curious now—go get one, tell Joey how it goes! Peace out!

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Next door is a brothel (heterosexual) staffed by 5 ladies of the night, and one bastard (sic) child. Both Frank and Willie are given as.

Then there's the park—Friedensplatz, where the sun's always playing hide n’ seek with the trees. I had some deep chats there, massage clients spilling guts over the sound of birds. Paradoxically calm and chaotic. Too much like my life, eh? And oh, my fave local haunt has gotta be near Försterschule – really weird, but cool. There’s a tiny cafe, half hidden, with mind-blowin’ pastries.

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