Travel
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Last week, we had a blackout. Not just a blown fuse—this was the real thing. No lights, no wifi, no way to communicate. So, I popped out onto my balcony to find out more. My neighbors were all leaning over their railings, passing information faster than a telegram service. The auntie downstairs shouted up to
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A few days in Berlin for a gentle reset. Which may sound surprising given the ferocious use of fireworks by Berliners on New Year’s Eve. I arrived on the big night. Passengers on the U-bahn boarded with wooden sticks of fireworks jutting up out of their backpacks, grinning and jostling each other in anticipation. Later,
Atika Shubert 