people stories from the famous district of Kreuzberg

A punk hipster leads his bike with one hand next to him. On the fender a sticker postulates “be cute.”

The tiniest hat on a girl ever was just three woven, beige-brown, leather strings surrounding very dark hair.

The first sun beams are soaked up by the wonder waffle eaters on outside beer benches, who mouth their sweet waffles with fruit, chocolate and crunchy toppings.