When you go through berlin you'll se a lot of stuff and sometimes these things feel worth it to wirte it down together with your thoughts about it. Here's one of these short texts:
Und auf den Gleisen lag ein bunter Spielzeuglaster.
Kaputt und weggeworfen.
Wie die Leiche einer Kindheit, die nicht mehr leben wollte.
And on the tracks lie a colorful toy truck.
Broken and thrown away.
Like the corpse of a childhood that didn't want to live anymore.
