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Saturday, 16 June 2012
Saturday snapshot: a shot of history.
On the way to the
best brunch ever in Berlin
, we walked past this building and noticed it needed a bit of repair.
And then one of us clicked that just maybe these are bullet holes, presumably from the war.
Blimey.
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