Recently night I was on my way home.
I walked behind a group of English-speaking people (Neukölln is always chic. Even at 22.00 yet both sober and sane people on the streets.) Ago. Suddenly cried one of the women.
She had come to an octopus that was just slapped on top of the pavement.
It was not a small squid.
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