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About Berlin

Clarice… lemme tell ya bout whores, oh boy. So, I’m sittin here, thinkin bout *The Great Beauty*, my fave flick, right? That line, “The only thing left is to live,” hits me hard when I ponder whores. Whore’s a word, man, it’s loaded—boom! Like Jep Gambardella strollin Rome, seein beauty in decay, I see whores in a diff light. Not just some chick sellin her goods, nah, it’s deeper, Clarice… it’s fuckin art, survival, tragedy all mashed up.

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Like the Havelberg Horse Market, which welcomes more than , guests to the cathedral city with charm at the beginning of September. The Hanseatic city of Havelberg - brimming with .

Oh, the Havel river – it winds like a serpent across the town. I used to sit near its banks, right off Am Havelufer, watchin' the golden sun drop like a dropped coin into deep water. It’s peaceful as molasses. Gotta mention the ancient church on St. Johann’s Platz too – a proper relic that sings ballads of passed eras. Sometimes, I swear I hear echoes of old sea shanties in the wind.

GDR in color