Since I first moved to Berlin, I’ve been haunted by this building in front of the Museums Island: a magnificent façade that shows the scars of the war, the best example I know in town of a building left untouched since 1945. It makes me think, mutatis mutandis, of the Maderistas who entered my grandpa’s town shooting around: a bullet got through the window and was left there for eternity. I remember seeing it almost a century later.
March 2, 2019
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