not that berlin is much to write home about these dying days or any other day what was so great about it simply to be somewhere anywhere to get to anything anytime never having to tell anyone that it was fantastic so great they just had to go see it and it has grown a large pair of ovaries and it is happy and i am happy to reenter the womb of this behemoth and call it home where heroin runs in the streets like it does in the veins and the alcohol runs from bar to living room and bread and doughnuts and coffee scent the air with grass and tea in the parks and i can never over do it everyone is shitting out their ears there is no talk of going back to how it was no damage is permanent your praise has made me a better reporter a better man two realities no one wants to see on the street but if you ever do get anything published please do send me a copy won't you
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