kreuzed around these streets. crossed by görlitzer galore. came back the succeeding day (it was) after a fine french 'fleury café' to a teeming turkish market for savory delights of chickpeas and artichokes. follow some good fortune with vintage italian leather fits and dior birthday bakelites, mine was pleased to be. two three.
just as we land in kreuzberg.
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