| After a pouring rain, on a Sunday afternoon, after a Turkish street festival by the Brandenburg Gates, I ran upon this man and three of his friends, on a bridge in Berlin. He was waving the flag and enjoying the day. |
| After a pouring rain, on a Sunday afternoon, after a Turkish street festival by the Brandenburg Gates, I ran upon this man and three of his friends, on a bridge in Berlin. He was waving the flag and enjoying the day. |
