I came to East Berlin as a westerner, but thanks to a student, a barbecue, and several bottles of beer, I mostly ended up negotiating with Brandenburg lakes and a roll of unpredictable ORWO film and Anja.
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I arrived in Brandenburg as a westerner and left as an apprentice beet farmer, supervised by a group of students who clearly trusted the soil more than the system.
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Für ein Nummernschild wollte ich nur fünf Minuten einplanen. Das Amt hat daraus ein spirituelles Langzeitprojekt gemacht.
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I dragged my diplomatic dignity across the GDR on a roaring BMW, but it was a hotel receptionist on the Baltic Sea who taught me more about East Germany than any classified briefing ever dared to.
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