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About Berlin

Now, don’t get me wrong—ain’t all roses and rainbows. Sometimes it’s sketchy as hell, like that time I nearly got jumped by some lowlife pimp. Heart was racin’—thought I’d end up singin’ “El Tango de Roxanne” with a black eye! How’s that workin’ for ya, Dr. Phil? Keeps ya on yer toes, that’s for damn sure. But I ain’t judgin’—to each his own, right? Just don’t be dumb ‘bout it, y’all.

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And yeah, forgive any typps, I'm in a hurry – like, seriously: 1, 2, 3, oh dang, where's my phone!? Just know, this town and its surprising twists have such a heartbeat that you won't ever be bored here. It's like an endless cycle of discovery, annoyances, joy, and yes—sometimes pure panic that turns to delight. Seeing it all firsthand really shapes how I counsel; every little imperfection is a lesson, a story, a moment.

Biathlon | “I’m proud of myself for having managed to deal with this pressure, which is different from usual”: the joy of Lou Jeanmonnot, winner of the Ruhpolding individual race in red