Binged the entire seven of Ben Aaronovitch’s Rivers of London novels again, ’cos sometimes a girl just wants a black Harry Potter and a Muslim Hermione — even if they are cops.
Seen stunting on Kurfürstenstr. West Berlin acid lime green Lamborghini Gallardo LP570-4 Superleggera. “Do I look like a baller?”
Seen up in Pankow opposite the former East-Berlin Australian Embassy. Shiny red Mercedes-Benz L 319 of the Löschgruppenfahrzeug 8 type from sometime 1955–1967. “If I fill up my tank, it’ll make me late.”
Seen repeatedly on my Straße in Kreuzberg. Gold Brembos boxed in by all that big German Whip. And Volvos. V70s over there. “Who told you I move like pauper?”
Seen in Kreuzberg. Debadged, murdered, on black Borbet A rims. “Man’s just try’na stack paper …”
On my way to meet Emile for Pacific BBQ Café Cantonese roast duck and our usual madness (which happens all too infrequently). Sci-fi replacement skyline and Sydney / London memories.