The day of arrival. Franz took GabeMac, me and “Der Mann aus dem Plattenladen” out to former East Berlin to see the match Australia vs Italy (see the video here).
Just 50 meters in the same street there was a cemetery that was used as a playground for kids. When we went by it was packed. The graves were not that old (50 years). I asked one of them if the bones were still there, she thought so. Would the dead mind having the new life enjoying running and playing above them?
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