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I've been back in Berlin for two weeks, and they have been relatively eventful, given that I now go to work every morning. I love my internship. If it was paid, it'd be my dream job. But at least they feed me, so I sort of work for food. One of my co-workers is a beautiful and strangely black foxhound. He sleeps next to me when I work on the couch.

Berlin still makes me very happy. Just walking -- priceless.

Prostitutes smile at me. Some do silly things and look for approval. I smile. Others just smile and I smile back.

After a year of self imposed isolation it feels right to talk to people again. And when it doesn't there is always cheap wine and beer.

I got miself a new toy, an android phone, and have effectively sold my soul to instagramovich et al. It's fun.