(THIS ARTICLE IS ONLY MACHINE TRANSLATED by Google from Norwegian)
Suddenly I am at home in Berlin, for the first time in two years. It's a night in May; I'm sitting at the desk. In a canceled world. Looks out the window, where deciduous trees in full bloom threaten to devour the light from the street lamp. Two and two people walk by. Some practice. . .
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