
The grey city has exuberantly rediscovered its colour with spray-paint attacks. From the somewhat austere Bahaussian architecture come the heavy metal sounds of music absorbed by concrete. Behind the threshold of a door, we pass from the icy desert of the dark road to the excitement of a room where partying and freedom reign. Soon it will be dawn and we hear Marlene Dietrich singing. In the ruins of Berlin, trees and flowers perfume our path…
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