This city, maybe even more than Philly but at least as much, has always embraced me in the same way as my blood and my family: It smiles at me and asks me where I have been so long. If I’ve eaten. If Berlin treats me well and if I have forgotten all about them. It asks why I don’t come to stay and live here. It chuckles about my accent until after two whiskey sours forgetting I had one. It forgets that I don’t live here because all though a cousin from far, slightly different in weird ways, it sees that I belong, just as I do see it, looking at myself every time I come back to this home. . From my diary this morning, August, 29th 2022. 🖤