One day I tried an experiment: When my father wasn’t home I put a sheet of paper in his typewriter and began putting one of my erotic fantasies into words. I realized that writing it down made me wonderfully excited. And it also worked excellently for reading back while masturbating.
I’m still fascinated by the history of Berlin. And while Nollendorfplatz – my local U-Bahn (subway) station – has changed over the years, it still remains a piece of history going back over 100 years.
This is a memoir of a kind of shop and experience that is swiftly disappearing even as I’m writing this.