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Wild Youth: Berlin 1988
As she watched them drive away, she thought: “That’s it. You will never see her again.”
The wisdom of never leaving your hotel room
The rare, forgotten feeling of knowing that someone else, someone responsible, is taking care of life for you.
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It turned out we were truly at the Vegas of German spas
The balconied walls were frescoed to look like Italy and covered in fake flowers. There was a bar in the pool.
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It was here, on the U7 line, that I saw her: the Celine Dion busker
She only ever sings that one song, to the same backing track.
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Every now and then she brought me a freshly made soup
In return she was allowed to laugh at my moonface.
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Most of the 10 a.m. people read physical books
I took a couple of secret pictures of them for my second Instagram account I had created a few weeks back.
