If you have it, I mean - all you need to fulfill your basic needs, including the material ones and the spiritual ones (freedom, safety), you stop fighting. And when you stop fighting you do not progress, you do not create. You just go with the flow. Comfy but boring.
This is how I found Berlin this time. Too much comfort.
You do not argue, you do not rebel, you just follow and decay.
501/700
A wee bit of magic that keeps me going and the bubble bursts into million drops.
502/700
And another illusion.
503/700
Even the slogan sounds (and looks) sad.
504/700
"Kissed my boy by the factory wall, dirty old town..."
505/700
An artistic mural? Maybe, but also a global marketing campaign for the Levi's.
506/700
A light from the past.
507/700
Wrestling.
508/700
Water. Keeps going. Changing.
509/700
Bayer. Windows like pills. Sleeping pills.
510/700
Past.
511/700
No country for young men.
512/700
Let's go to Mexico!
513/700
A city suppressed by a gass.
514/700
Bridges.
515/700
Grass.
516/700
Leaves.
517/700
518/700
Time to go home. Even the handrail remainds me of that.