Monday, 25 May 2015 | Views [188] | Scholarship Entry
I arrived in Berlin, trying to forget a man, whose name I wanted to shout from the rooftops. I wanted to cry him out, to shout him with words, to hear out with music. Everything in this city sounded like him. He had lived here and I knew where he walked, ... Read more >
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