Sunday’s Lost and Found

Here’s a few things I found this strange Sunday, just lying around Berlin. Good I always carry a camera.

The day started out like the opening pages of Camus’s The Plague. I walked down the stairs leaving the apartment and almost tripped over a dead rat. A way to start out the day, that. Nothing else could faze me. Not even the dog shit.

Was actually a pretty nice day. Only strange things underfoot, that’s all.

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