“Anything goes tonight, my girl. Come on,have another. What are we here for, dear lady?Copulation is the only philosophy andcarnival its enabler. If you promisenot to move I’ll get you another fluteof champagne. My dear, we can leave.I know a charming place just behindHackescher Markt. This is Berlin, you know.” A Pierrot sways against the door…

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