August 2011
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Tom Waits - A Little Rain (VH1...
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25 - a number
Today I turned 25. I think it is a good number. Thanks to everyone for the amazing birthday wishes. You have all made my day :)
Here is my overly dramatic symbolic song for the day.
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“I speak two languages: Body and English.”
– Mae West
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Berlin on a Saturday, breath of fresh air.
Breath of fresh air on a Saturday in Berlin - more specifically, Prenzlauer Berg. Brunch all alone at one of the many cafes that line Kollwitzstraße off of Danziger. Beautiful green and brown trees casted their billowy shadows over me, while I ate bacon, eggs and sipped a mocha topped with a hefty amount of whipped cream. Next to me a little boy with a devilish grin purposely spilled a heap of...
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“There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking...”
– Rumi
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“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd...”
– Sylvia Plath
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Hungover. Covered in confetti.
Hungover. Covered in confetti, I woke up in my room at 10 am on Sunday. Make-up smudged. Clutching a bottle of water, wearing my Nirvana t-shirt and volleyball shorts.
The night before was a blur. A night of dancing, vodka shots, bier, awkward conversations and more bier. It started at 7pm and ended sometime around 3am on a tram with Jess, both of us too tired to talk. Too tired to walk. Too tired...
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one thing about the rain
It sure does make everything damn green. and that is a good thing.
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Slow Travel Berlin : On the Osloer Straße →
This is amazing! read it.
Paul Scraton reports on life in his Gesundbrunnen kiez…
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Wedding - photo by Paul Scraton
It is just past midnight on the Osloer Strasse. I emerge from the U-Bahn station onto the wide, dark boulevard. There are not so many people about. At the corner of Drontheimer Strasse a couple of drunks stagger out from their smoke-filled corner kneipe, bellies full of gassy...
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Note: so much to do
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Sunday in the Rain : Tagtraum im gras
I was stuck in the mud by the planetarium near my house on Prenzlauer Allee. It was intentional. I was sinking into a puddle of black gunk mixed with fresh rain water and grass. Melting into the ground - my body was drenched and my clothes were soaked. It was July, a Sunday and I had not seen the sun in a month.
I let myself sink further into the puddle as I looked up at the water falling from...
