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About Me

It wasn’t exactly love at first sight. The city was chaos, that friday night in 2001. The Love Parade was waiting and Berlin always showed its ugliest side on those occasions: during a large-scale event, with too many people dancing on too much noise on too big a pile of garbage.

In the end we became friends, the city and I. Before moving here in the summer of 2012 I visited Berlin between ten and twenty times. Everytime you scrub a layer of paint off, what isn’t that hard in run-down Berlin. Everytime you discover new spots, new subcultures. Everytime the city changed, if even oh so slightly.

You keep discovering in Berlin. Everytime the metropolis changes into another identity, a new incarnation. I consider Heimat Berlin as my personal notebook of the city, from a Dutch guy in Berlin.

Bas Timmers