A personal recount of a life within Berlin, Venice and the EU

Thursday, May 30, 2013


I feel like one of those Central European cities, mostly interesting and possibly charming but covered with a veil of unremovable, melancholic and sad reminder of the past. Good for a weekend trip, they are otherwise dull and become boring quite soon. There was that one Czech word Kundera wrote once an essay about...

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