Berlin

I saw a concrete apartment flat painted in pastel colors, as if someone had used it as a pallet.
A performance artist I met said: Sometimes when we do a performance, me and my friend just talk shit. Sometimes we don't even talk. He just puts his hand on my face.
I spent a couple of nights at a bar called 'The Times.' It was barely decorated, it had just opened, but there was a dance basement with couches and a disco ball.
I saw a fake ancient gigantic phallus in a museum. A woman was staring at it as if it was a tombstone.
I sat on a bench with two friends at seven in the morning and a strange man offered us breakfast. Then he asked if we had any weed.