A few shots of the bombed out squatter's paradise, art center and tourist mecca that is Tacheles. We wandered through the halls and Maggie's Farm out back on our first night in Berlin. Before walking on. Just last week, NPR ran a story about the hive of artist studios and the resident's fight against the building's owner which hopes to re-develop the site.
The only regret I have from the entire trip are the photographs I didn't take of the prostitutes lining the Oranienburger Straße. They were stunning in their superhero outfits; like pnuematic comic characters cast into living form, without the masks and capes, but fully clad in all the incarnations of skimpy, skin tight shiny spandex and pleather you can imagine. I vow to bring back photos next Summer.