Hello everynyan! Thank you for your time and reading! Tell me what you think ;3
P.S. A pack of cigarettes used to be a currency. To hail a taxi, you had to wave a pack, not just your hand. The same went for being left alone or having them overlook a minor offense — sleeping on the street was condemned as parasitism.
Jonathan returns to Berlin after the fall of the Berlin Wall. The streets are entirely different now, yet ghosts
of his past still flicker among them. Nearly forty years later, his journey has only two purposes — to write
a book about Berlin in the 1950s and to find one of the dearest people from his past — Erdmann.
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