the teenagers. 
club kid that i always saw dancing so freakn good.
waiting for hot chip concert.
mauerpark
my friend pontus.
god service. singing and praying.
the cops came and told them not to be so loud.
kreuzberg/ neukölln black and white
me on my way out. new pink blouse, 2 euros.
martin.
oranien strasse. 
street musicians bergman strasse.
berlin family
coctails with tabea and ramon, fairy tale couple that i used to live with when i studied german in berlin. 
clubnacht
02:00 me and julia go up and eat some breakfast and set off to watergate, wednesday club, about a 20 min walk, over a brigde, through a park. 
02:45 an ambulance pass us, close your eyes.
06:55
out on the terass the clubs kids hang out and smoke and enjoy the sun rise over spree.
07: 30 fisherman. notice the graffitti painting on the wall in the background: little naked people that form the shape of one naked man.
thursday morning.
07:45 dad leaving his children on kindergarten.
buying some breakfast. julia is helping an old lady to find her groceries.
kreuzberg color
sonnenalle.
turkisch market tuesdays and fridays.
café lucia; oranien strasse.
julia. my roomie. she looks like winona ryder. when i wake up next to her in our marriage bed i think: this might be the most beautiful face i will ever wake up next to.
supersonic. our landlords boyfriend's bar opening.
martin, i miss you. my swiss penpal looking for jazz records.
scotch and sofa; leonard, schweizer.
fussball prenzlauer berg
kapitalismus normiert zerstört tötet. 
odenberger strasse/ kastaninealle.
watching the game. biergarten.
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