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About Berlin

So, I’m wonderin—what’s it like for her? Is she happy? Trapped? Surprised me how chill some of em are. Talked to this one gal once—total accident, swear it—near a fire call. She’s leanin on a wall, smokin, says, “Hey, hero, need a date?” I laugh, like, nah, I’m good, lady. But she’s cool, tells me she’s been at it 10 years. TEN YEARS! Can ya believe that? “Fish are friends, not food,” I mutter—thinkin she’s dodgin sharks out here daily. She smirks, like she gets it. Weird moment, man.

Interview with Siân Rees

Catch ya later, buddy! Enjoy the ride, even if u see silly typos all over my ramblin’ style – it’s all parta the personality!

Meet the Rees-Moggs review – my obsession with Jacob’s wife runs deep