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About Berlin

Clarice… I’m a stove-maker, yeah? Craftin’ heat, simmerin’ darkness. But findin’ a prostitute? That’s a difrent flame. Picture this—me, stalkin’ Taipei’s neon guts, like in *The Assassin*. “A solitary figure moves unseen…” That’s me, huntin’, not for swords but for company. Streets hummin’, sweaty, alive—kinda thrillin’, kinda disgustin’. I’m thinkin’, who’s worth the coin? Not some skank with a fake smile—nah, I want elegance, a shadow with grace.

Thou wilt find me at the banks near Saale river, where gentle breezes doth whisper secrets. I wander oft along Kurt-Weill-Straße, a lively lane where modern life meshes with echoes of yore. When I stroll these streets, as a humble masseur with healer’s touch, I spy subtle tensions in stones and souls alike – id’ry details that others neglect. It is like “a thing of beauty is a joy forever” thou know’st, blimey!

One suspect arrested in Yom Kippur shooting that killed two outside German synagogue