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About Berlin

So, here’s the tea—I knew this girl, right? Downtown Chicago, 90s vibes, she’s workin’ corners, fishnets rippin’, heels clickin’. Called her Candy—prolly not her real name, who cares? She told me once, “Oprah, I made $50 in 10 minutes, beat that!” I laughed, like, girl, you wild! But deep down, I was shook—$50? That’s it? Riskin’ it all for pennies? Made me mad, y’all—society’s trash for that. Men payin’ cheap, judgin’ hard—hypocrites! Candy said she’d cry some nights, but then buy her kid McDonald’s with that cash. Heartbreakin’, but she owned it.

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On her very first trip to India in , American photographer Mary Ellen Mark () visited Falkland Road, the notorious red-light area in Bombay (now Mumbai). She tried to photograph .

I run into some mad energy near the experimental art house around Sternengarten—a place I love to jam with like-minded eccentrics. There, time slows, and, fuck, every conversation sparks new insights – it’s like the cosmos winks at ya. “A dance of fleeting exchanges,” as that film said, though in my head it’s more like “A dance of fleeting excellences!” Hahaha.

Timothy M. Sohl Obituary