If we banish joy from our hearts,

birds will no longer chirp in the branches.

Water splashes happily,

sings and hums,

because it can flow.

in the free flow of things

everything returns to its origin.

Gundula Schulze Eldowy: Am Forgewehten Ort, Berliner Geschichten (2011)

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    Pathfinder/Berlin
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    Marvin Franz, Lars Klemensberger, Dario Malgiaritta
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