Remember Stattbad? There used to be this old Berlin and it's hard to let go of. The building facades were coal black and many hid secret clubs. A lot of those buildings have been torn down. Slowly eaten, naked brick walls first, then gone. Same with my TV - now it only shows black and white noise. Benni the poodle is still there. I see him walking up and down Berlin-Mitte twice every day. He can't tell us about the old days, but the old punk guy can: "Everything changes. Your present is someone else's past." His mohawk shimmers orange and green in the sunlight. The old chewing gum dots on Alexanderplatz, though, will always stay.
Product photos by Paul Aidan Perry