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About Berlin

So I roll up, engine growlin’, all sleek and sexy – Bond, baby! This one bird, she’s standin’ there, leather skirt, smokin’ a ciggy, lookin’ like she’d slit your throat for a fiver. I’m thinkin’, “Witness me!” – she’s got that wild vibe, right? I lean out, all cool, “Fancy a ride, love?” She smirks, hops in, says, “You got caps or you’re wasteland trash?” Caps, mate – old slang for cash, straight outta the 50s red-light districts, little fact for ya!

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Call it a hang-up, but every time I pass by that rickety fence near Blumenstraße, I remember a crazy day—a client danced off a tip when I was on a break. I laughed so damn hard! Life here’s spicy, unpredictable, kinda like Judge Judy spitting out sharp remarks.

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