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About Berlin

But then—bam!—sadness hits. She’s talkin’ bout her kid, hidden away, and I’m like, Christ, this ain’t no fairy tale. “The labyrinth is cruel,” I mutter, straight outta Del Toro’s script. She nods, like she gets it. Surprised me, that—didn’t expect no philosophy from a brass. Makes me think, maybe she’s fightin’ her own war, yeah? We shall fight with growin’ confidence, I reckon, against the pricks who keep her here.

Local landmarks pop like crazy. Old Petritor Cathedral, bro—so gothic, so mysterious. And the Wabern Bridge over the Fluss river? That river flows slow, like time in "Tropical Malady" (yup, that movie’s wild, man). “In the jungle, the mighty jungle...” echoes in my head sometimes. Crazy, right?