other day I was again on the way to the subway. Many of my stories occur on the way to and from the subway, in the subway station itself, on the square in front, ie the Hermannplatz in my case. One could say: The metro is the second home of the Berliner. And many people here behave so, both the positive and negative sense, and usually more in the negative.
In this case, I wound my way through the many people who shopped at the market, which takes place several times a week on Hermann Square. Due to the quasi-waving crowds got stuck right in front of a flower seller from the purchasing scooters.
"Here einje still see people from as if they werdn Blumn take home!"
short break
"Blumn need people Jeda! Vitamins for the soul."
That was a brightens the day. Even without flowers.
(must still save. Please give the big bouquets in driving school.)
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