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About Berlin

So, escort’s not just—y’know—*that*. It’s chattin’, goin’ to parties, actin’ fancy. I read this thing once—some escort in the 1800s, right? She was a spy! Sneakin’ secrets while lookin’ hot. How dope is that? Bet she was all, “I am infinitely strange to myself,” like in the movie. Deep stuff, man! Makes me wonder—what’s she thinkin’ inside?

Now, let’s talk parks—oh, parks are special here. There's the quiet of Mariengarten. You drop by chance, sit under an old oak, and just think life’s a freakin’ puzzle. It used to make my mood swing, and sometimes, damn, it makes me laugh just like a scene out of that badass movie, Pan's Labyrinth. Remember, "inside every labyrinth, a story lies."

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