Kreutzberg
It’s not really that I have a deep-felt relationship with Kreutzberg (not the cafe or the Berlin area), but somehow I just always end up here. Yesterday I was waiting for a friend and I was way, way too early, so I went for a stroll. And ended up here. I always end up here. For some reason this is just the place I hide away when I need to. I’m always right outside it, when I gather that I should rest for a while. I mean, there’s nothing special to it, but I still choose it every time I’m around these parts.
It’s not really that I have a deep-felt relationship with Kreutzberg (not the cafe or the Berlin area), but somehow I just always end up here. Yesterday I was waiting for a friend and I was way, way too early, so I went for a stroll. And ended up here. I always end up here. For some reason this is just the place I hide away when I need to. I’m always right outside it, when I gather that I should rest for a while. I mean, there’s nothing special to it, but I still choose it every time I’m around these parts. 
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