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The art of getting stood up is a really underappreciated socially performed, culturally infused situation; one that allows either for a quiet moment of recollection, a brief panic attack or a chance to revisit the long lost virtues of people gazing under the winter Berlin sky. The always unexpected old lady running through the streets with a pain in her heart and a smile drawn across her face, or all those lonely lost polar bears searching for a place under the midnight sun to bronze their snouts, they all complete the scenery I was faced with while waiting.

Considering the practice of Berlin …