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Mannschaft

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Berlin is so hungover.

What a great night, and what a great time to be in Germany. Last night the Brandenburg Gate exploded in cheers, fireworks, chants, spotlights, and an outpouring of joy. The night sky burned brighter than the day.

How often does a gal get to be in Germany when Germany wins the World Cup? An epic experience indeed. Last night I was a witness to history.

Berlin is a place that, beyond all reason and dark history, resurrects one’s soul.

Now if you’ll excuse me, the sun is shining, and the city awaits this little Canadian lass.

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3 responses

  1. It’s great that you were in Berlin for that. I’m a bit jealous! Love and completely agree with your second-to-last sentence too. 🙂

    July 14, 2014 at 2:24 PM

  2. Pingback: 2014: The Year That Taught Me Exactly What I’m Made Of | The Spadina Monologues

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