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berlin, continued
2004-11-14 - 3:25 p.m.
I need a warm hat.
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I think I�ve figured out one of the things I like about Berlin. People here speak German!
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Yes, I was as shocked as you are now. Seriously, though, when I was like, 12 years old I studied German in high school in England. And I hated it a lot. Of all the languages I�ve ever sucked at, German was the first.
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Now, for the first time in my life, I am making use of all the junk I learned back then. It�s weird. It�s like I�m reaching back across 16 years of everything else and redeeming one little part of my childhood. Also, it�s nice to have the mix of the exoticness of having to speak a nonenglish language but still be basically competent enough to get by in 90% of situations... it helps to have all the numbers and stuff sort of burned into your cortex.
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Ok, and this is just an observation rather than a reason I like Berlin (honest) but there are sex shops EVERYWHERE. Note that: EVERYWHERE. On every street, approximately every ten metres is another sex shop. This makes me think that Germans in general must be so heroically oversexed that they cannot make it more than about ten metres walking in any direction before they are seized with an overwhelming urge to buy pornography and sex toys. Then, staggering under the burden of their own bodyweight in such items, they manage to stagger another 10 metres or so before the effect of the last bout of purchases wears off and the need becomes overwhelming again...
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I like the way that people look on the metro. I like the way people react to my childish German. I like everything. If only I could stay longer...
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"I�ve got to get away" - Soft Cell
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