Oh my God, I'm in Berlin!

A killer trip through the German capital with flea markets, bars and crazy parties

Berlin has so many secrets that if you come here for the first time and get to Alexanderplatz, you can not believe that this city with ugly buildings, similar to Moscow hostels, has inspired so many artists, musicians and directors. If New York immediately reveals its soul - and this is either love at first sight, or a categorical rejection, then Berlin every time reveals some of its little secret. It's like a game that's so addictive that it's caused a lot of my friends to move here.

It is a city in which it is worth living at least some of its youth, to feel it as it is not felt in any other place. Walking in a quiet and nice Mitte, going to bars in Kreuzberg, flea markets in Friedrichshain, eating baklava for the euro and drinking free tea in an Arab eatery in Charlottenburg, seeing a live queer culture, hanging out in abandoned ramps and amusement parks. There are still squats in which people live, which for the man of Moscow looks amazing. At least for me.

Where there is also a picture of Banksy. Going to the gallery with a dual camera, like Nokia 8, is pretty funny, because when I reviewed the air, I saw both the picture and my emotions about it, which would have been difficult to forge without preparation. There is in this some kind of sincerity, which, of course, bribed me.