Last time I went to England I flew over Germany and realised that I was the first member of my family to do so since my father, who was in 75 Squadron during that unpleasantness in Europe in the early 1940s. So I was the first member of my family to fly over Germany and not drop bombs on Berlin or Dresden. Don't mention the war, obviously.
The war is mentioned often - it wasn't very long ago. I was staying in Prenzlauer Berg which feels like a combination of Bowie's Low period and a le Carré novel. Gentrified now and a bad place to park: http://huff.to/aEiqan
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