The alchemy of longing, melancholy, romance, sadness, and hope (knowing what we know now). Berlin. Late 1980s.
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Was that East Berlin? Looks like that usual Soviet inspired construction, in its usual dreariness. I couldn't imagine being forced to live in that system...with no means of escape, especially from the Stasi...Grey is the perfect color for that world
I have to agree that a lack of color is fitting.
The gloominess of it all.
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