Ten years ago I moved here. I’ve been in love with many aspects of the essence of Berlin. The atmosphere you could feel here at that time, here in your chest … while walking in Prenzlauer Berg or in Kreuzberg, while sitting in a Café, while living a simple day, a simple weekend, a simple life in Berlin. Then it got less… less… less warm, less personal, less mine, colder and sometimes hard. And now the city looks empty, or almost invisible from our balconies and windows in these crazy times we are living. But Ten years one can’t forget. Mind been dreaming, life been blown into my chest.
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