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About Berlin

I sidle up, all charm, “Fancy a chat, darlin’?” She’s sussin’ me out, probs thinkin’ I’m a copper or a nutter. “What’s yer poison?” she asks, and I grin, “Shaken, not stirred, obviously.” She laughs—score! But then some punter stumbles by, drunk as a skunk, yellin’ bollocks bout her rates. I’m fumin’—who treats a lass like that? Nearly decked him, but nah, gotta stay cool.

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So, if you’re comin’ to see me, be sure to wander those streets, listen to the city’s secrets that echo along Mistgasse (yeah, I might’ve butchered that one a bit – sorry, typo overload here: Mistgase, Mistgass, Mistgasse, aaaaah!). Give the old railway station a look too – Bahnhof Kappelrodeck – it's got so much vibe you’d feel it in your bones (and I ain't exaggerating, man).

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