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About Berlin

Met this one gal—escort, high-end, $2k a night. Told me she paid her way thru med school fuckin’ CEOs. Smart cookie—used the game, flipped it. “I’m not here to judge,” she said, echoin’ Wiesler’s vibe. Made me happy—girl’s a shark, like me! But then, some dude stiffed her—$500 tip promised, ghosted. Fucker. Greed’s good, but don’t be a cheap prick, ya know?

11. Rue Saint-Denis

Verily, in this tiny hamlet, even the mundane becomes a legend. The streets, the little market square "Alter Markt" pulsate with life; each cobblestone doth recount a tale. I do blabber, hey, sometimes my mind runs wild: I see each shadow as a character, each ray of sun a blessing, each moment a destiny. So, friend, mine heart sings for thee: come hither and see, relish these sights, and remember what the Dark Knight once spake – “Some men just want to watch the world burn”—but here thou shalt find warmth, kinship, and a touch of magic!