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«By now, the whole city of Berlin feels like an extension of his bedroom.
. . .
The fog had started to recede and a few snowflakes were fluttering in the sky. It would soon turn into sluggish mud, but for now, it was ethereal, almost magical. As far as the eye could see, the soft, pulsating gleam of street lights, roofs dusted with white, the red headlamps of rare cars, the square glow of lonely windows. The spectral shadow of the Fernsehturm. Somewhere in the distance, the massive darkness of the Wall. Behind, at the horizon, faint sparkles of the West, not brighter than the stars peeking through the clouds above them. »
Am Horizont - Feverdream (Hochrot) - Rammstein [Archive of Our Own]

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