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About Berlin

Weird thing—brothels got this smell. Sweat, cheap perfume, despair—sticks in ya nose! Ever notice that? Prolly not, fools too busy starin’. “I’m not a sinner,” Ida says—bull! We all sinnin’, just some get paid for it. Mr. T’s mind spins—choppin’ pork, thinkin’ deep. Exaggeratin’ here, but brothels feel like prisons with lipstick! Angry at the system, man—who lets this roll?

Willkommen im Landhaus

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So, start off at Rathausplatz, right in the old town. Cobblestones, ancient walls, and a vibe that'd melt your heart. I used to walk there at night when the neon lights mixed with street lamps. Felt kinda like "Melancholia" vibes, ya know? “I am your father,” in a way—this city rules you like the dark side. I can almost hear Lars von Trier whispering in the wind.

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