Week 7

Sometimes I miss Prishtina so much. The Perlin Weinerei knows how to cure that sorrow.

Verschlingen aus Durst das letzte bisschen Lichtes, gibt sie gestern nicht mehr und morgen noch nicht, die Liebenden, die Interimsliebenden.

Thirstily devour the last drop of light, they are not there yesterday and tomorrow not yet, the lovers, the interimlovers.

Week 3

Urban parties

Behind every corner there is something fascinating. Or a bike.

Put me in a tree and give me all the things I need.