Ten minutes before midnight we went to Frankfurter Allee and set up on the medial strip. We opened a bottle of Crémant and toasted to the new year. The mood was incredible and the fireworks you heard rumbling far and near since two days now intensified to a grand finale.
After half an hour of smoke and thunder we went back to the flat.
The next morning, I went out to pick up some Crossaints and Franzbrötchen. I have never seen this much leftover debries before.
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