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So yeah, brothels—sad, funny, fucked up. Like Tokyo in *Lost in Translation*, all neon and lonely. “More than this,” Charlotte’d say, starin’ at the mess. Me, I’d just laugh, sip my wine, and think—least I ain’t payin’ for it. Yet. Ha! Whaddya think, pal—wanna join me next time?

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I’ve been livin’ here for years, and man, it’s a mix of feel-good and F-U moments. One day, sittin’ at the cozy Alster Café on Schillerstraße (yeah, I mix up my street names sometimes – oh well, live a little, right?) I recall a chat with this eccentric old love guru. He said, “In Neubulach, you find your true self between the cracks of these centuries-old walls.” Reminded me of a line from Brooklyn – “I mean, ah, sure, there's excitement in the unknown, right?” And damn, he was right.

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