1. Berlin

Spring 2016.
Transcript from dream.

I dreamt of Berlin after meeting a friend for coffee one afternoon. She had moved away from the city as she was not very fond of it.

In the dream I met some old friends who had found their freedom and a new identity in Berlin. We walked around in the city, entered and exited buildings, and there, on a wall, there was a poem:

Berlin
vomit on every corner
but vegan.

Image of the poem written on Dymo stripes on a concrete wall.