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10 Jahre ein Berliner!

I knew on March 17, 2008 that things would never be the same again. It was St. Patrick’s Day, as it always is March 17, and I’d just had ONE pint in The Oscar Wilde on Friedrichstraße for the day that was in it, fulfilling my national duty.
It was my first day in Berlin after arriving by car in Hohen Neuendorf at a quarter past midnight the night before. ‘Tis a long drive from Ireland.

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