Circumstances fixed a date with the red suitcase dragging along, my feet and the night of Berlin, twice. Although it was cut short the second time around. You get a little more vulnerable in the night, like will you get questions about the suitcase? Truth be told, the little red monster as I call it is what I carry around looking for work. Some clothes and stuff, nothing more, but it is heavy. It´s fair to say Berlin and I had a rough start, as a devoted Internet appreciator this city is a foe to my computer. The ever so sensitive computer, it just won´t make it everywhere.
Over the night, those crowded, busy sightseeing spots becomes vacant. A Soviet memorial and I, an intimate encounter. The tanks and I, plus the long roads of the Tiergarten it became an adventure for my unpolished shoes.
Images by: Kajsa J. Andersen (magazine is not sponsored)