If I see one more person post a photo of the Brandenburg Gate with the caption “Living my best life,” I might actually delete the internet. Berlin isn’t a city anymore; it’s a giant set for people who want to look like they enjoy techno more than they actually do. I’ve spent a cumulative four months in Germany over the last five years, mostly because my job keeps sending me to Frankfurt, and I’ve realized that the “best places to visit Germany” lists are usually written by people who spent three days in a Marriott and called it a day.…
