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About Berlin

Alright, alright, so I’m a bartender, right? Pourin’ drinks, mixin’ it up, and I gotta tell ya bout brothels! Man, oh man, what a wild ride that is! Picture this—dudes rollin’ in, cash in hand, lookin’ for a good time, y’know? Kinda like in *City of God*, where Rocket’s just tryna snap pics while chaos brews! “This city’s a pressure cooker,” I’d say, and brothels? They’re the steam valve, baby!

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Let me tell you – running a massage parlor in Erlensee ain’t all roses. Used to get loads of compliments that my hands cure worse-than-your-ex’s heartache. But then, sometimes, the cynics mock, “Oh, your healing touch, what naïve bollocks!” Honestly, I just laugh – life’s too short for that malarkey. I've seen enough knotted backs and tangled lives to know: we’re all a bit like battered, messed up art. Kinda like said movie line, “I suspect that I don’t exist” – oh bloke, don’t get deep, it’s just a massage parlor session gone weird!

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