EAT Berlin tastes baked, dogshit concrete curdled with hot döner, pastries and sun cream, Prenzlauerberg families in the park, the suspicious perfumes of old ladies, the endless cigarettes and joints. All this evaporating to soup steam, garnished with sweat dripping from the tattooed forearms of the international youth, congregated en-masse to be free, but in […]
kiera summer
