“We’re poor, but sexy,” says Berlin’s mayor.
I wouldn’t say that Berlin is neither poor nor sexy. It’s fascinating and dynamic. In fact, I think I am so drawn to the city because it embodies, as much as any place of concrete and human congregation can, the division of the capitalist and communist worlds that [...]
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Reconciling myself with the German language on Yom Kippur in the Rykestrasse Synagogue in Berlin
I’ve avoided Germany like the plague for many years. World War II history poisoned any touristic desires I may have had to see the country. I’ve traveled and even lived in nearby countries, but have made a conscious effort not to [...]