Emily Puthoff
Mobius (Prime Meridian)
Ich michte kleine filterkaffe bitte. Normally I don't go for starbucks, but I was feeling homesick for the sensation of a warm cup of coffee on the go. I popped into one just outside of Brandenburg Gate. Helicopters were circling overhead and large caravans of polezei had vacated the streets. A diplomat of unknown origins was due to pass through and there had been terror threats. I meandered, wove, and lingered among the bright green uniformed and machine-gun clad polezei with my hot cup of joe and I took particular pleasure in this stupid and arrogant little transgression.
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