This alehouse is in Gorlitzer Park, Berlin. The park where I saw two young girls walking their donkeys, and the park in which I got offered many varieties of illicit substances by many different people. Berlin is wild. Here they are, these everyday young Germans and internationals, living an almost idealised life in a beautifully fertile city full of of-the-grid and green living. But contrast that with the aforementioned donkeys and drugs, and you start to get an idea of the state of change that this place is in. We forget the history of this city is so recent. But one thing, however, is a certainty: in summer, people will sit in the sunshine and drink beer. Doesn’t matter where you’re from or where you’re at.
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