"I beg you, friend, be happy. I have the vague sense that on your capacity to be happy hangs our only hope."
"Why write this book? No one has asked me for it. Especially those to whom it is directed. Well? Well, I reply quite calmly that there are too many idiots in this world. And having said it, I have the burden of proving it."
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Five am and my train moans to a stop at Army Street Station on the west side of Berlin. I check the time. One hour until sunrise. An early bird, I am today, with a mouth full of worms, but I … Continue reading
Once upon a time, under a government long-fallen, there was an amusement park in Berlin. Yes, even Communists amused themselves. I’d known the park was there, had walked past many times, but there are a lot of ruins in Berlin. If I just … Continue reading
[Two videos and random other photos below!] The name Teufelsberg, ‘Devil’s Mountain,’ is a misnomer all around. The Berliner-beloved hill on the city’s western edge is neither a mountain, nor should it be blamed on some demon. Teufelsberg should be called, “Humanity Heap.” That mound of … Continue reading
First of all, People of Detroit, take a pill and calm down. You seem upset. We Ok? Ok. While I have never visited you specifically, Dear Detroit, I feel accused for what I do in Berlin: take pictures of the city’s … Continue reading
Maybe I watch too many horror movies. Tip-toeing over the broken glass on the overgrown street, alone and surrounded by the ghostly abandoned buildings I could have sworn I felt eyes watching me from the dark empty windows above. Birds rummaged in the … Continue reading