There's no doubt about the fact that I grew up in a middle class bubble. Often, I focused on what made home different and yes, there was a bit of shit I went through, but overall, it was still a bubble. During my visit last weekend, my brother walked me through the area around the central train station in Frankfurt, full of junkies. I knew that they existed somewhere but I had never actually seen them, let alone so many in one place, with a mass of syringes spread around them. Just as much part of life as the more touristy places.
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| Japanese garden inside the Bethmanpark, city centre |
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| the Main, the Euro and the opera |
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