I live in Berlin for two years now. My daughter was born here. I came here for the first time ten years ago and since then I kept visiting the city at least one time a year. If someone asks me why I love Berlin, I have many reasons but I can’t point at one. I like to say that Berlin is the India of the western world.
I would love to express here my love for the city, but also the hardships facing a dark-skinned Jew living in Berlin–how the locals treat me like an oriental and how the orientals treat me like one of their own, until I tell them where I am really from (Israel), and this fucked up feeling of not being belong.
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