On a Berlin Train

I was on the train yesterday (the plain old train, not the big fast bullet train), heading into Hiroshima, and it made me all nostalgic.

I used to live in Germany, in Berlin to be specific, and I was the very definition of Dissolute Youth. I went to study, but spent most of my time getting drinking and going to punk rock concerts. A lot fo this ended up in bleary morning train rides home the next day.

In fact, most of my life in Berlin involved trains--Berlin's public transportation is exceptionally good,　and as a student I could use it for free and man, did I.

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