Wow, being a Berliner made me always wonder if i ever could live in places where going out permanently meant to end club nights force(!)fully between 5-7 a.m. Because here in Berlin, there are just no limits; start on Friday nights, end on Monday evenings - and it sometimes can get worse…

But that also means: no end-of-night-tunes since you’ll often end up in places where, even if you can’t go on anymore, the music just won’t stop. And I bet, at nights like that even a Michael Mayer would have never dreamed of dropping that wonderful 80ies tune at the end of his set (!).

Since I don’t go out as much anymore either these days, it might be a good time to move someplace else again. Berlin is just no place for any wonderful “ending” experiences - only for new beginnings…

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