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About Berlin

So I spot this one chick, legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she don’t give a fuck. I roll up, all cool, but inside I’m sweatin’—what if she’s a cop? What if she robs me? Paranoid as hell, motherfucker! I say, “Hey, what’s good?” She’s all, “Fifty for a quickie.” Fifty?! Man, I got pissed—last week it was forty! Told her, “You’re fuckin’ dreamin’!” She just shrugged, like Mia’s “I don’t care” attitude. That shit made me happy tho—girl’s got guts.

Brothel in Bonn

Oh, and lemme share flavoure: the hidden coffee shop on Birchweg – the craziestt brew ever, my favee spot. When I enter, the smell and chatter exaggeratd my mood, making everything non-stoptt magical. People here, they got opinionn and spirit, even if there are diffficulties in the system – they smile, they laugh, they know life is art.

German football team orders 1,000 beers at a bar in Spain’s Mallorca