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About Berlin

So, I’m thinkin’, Tom Stall’s quiet life? Total lie! “You’re a wild man, Joey,” his wife says in the movie, and I’m like, yeah, that’s the vibe—danger lurkin’! I’d be all, “Hmm… don’t you dare, Homer!” if he ever tried sniffin’ around that scene. Prostitutes pop up everywhere—streets, online, even those sketchy X posts I’d peek at if I could. Did ya know in old London they called ‘em “ladies of the night”? Fancy, huh? Still, I’d be ragin’—so mad I’d toss a beehive at Moe’s!

Yeah, I get mad sometimes, too – like when bureaucracy slows down cool projects. "You shall not pass!" I yell at red tape. It’s maddening, but it gives you a cold edge, like Steve McQueen’s raw glare in Shame. Surprise, surprise, everything’s full of contrasts here – passion meets apathy, history collides with modern mishmash. Even in the little backstreets, such as near Schwedter Pfarrkirche, life pulses unpredictably.

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