Step inside a personal Berlin diary that captures gritty streets, communal nightlife, candid friendships and a culture shaped by history, where permission to ‘come as you are’ defines both everyday life and late-night hedonism.
Morocco’s tolerance strikes you. You can drink and party. Moroccan girls in short clothes served customers at cafés. Women ran businesses. Young couples showed affection in public. In cities, locals could be mistaken for Parisians or Milanese.