05.52am — good morning good morning dear morning, my dear diary, my dear berlin which is still dark like night, and my dear friends who might hopefully read my lines here … but what can i say? i slept far too little, but i hope to begin with my reading of the newspapers … i collected the newspapers already from the vestibule right across the street, and i collected all the garbage which was lying on the street and on the sidwalks … for this issue i carry with me two little paper bags, one for the residual garbage, one for the plastic garbage … if i find returnable glass bottles, i let the standard returnable bottles very visible at a corner of the raised beds of the „front gardens“ (here in our street there are no more real front gardens, but the community had created raised beds as a public street design, framed by exposed concrete walls — until later alligator — 06.05am