As we grow older we do exactly as they did, maybe even in a more pronounced way. And then we smile at the younger generation.
A funny old world indeed. And all for what?
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The art of pothole spotting on the capital’s streets.
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A week down. I am 'working' here as a chaplain in a Caritas-run hospital in Berlin Hermsdorf. The stories, the faces, the smiles...
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