Down with Cottbus!
I sit in IC 2071 from Berlin Hauptbahnhof (underground), Dresden. We have 45 minutes late which I would want my girlfriend to pick me informed like to share but I can not. I can not!
My present home is to be a cow town? I need from there for an hour to the center of the universe, the Alexanderplatz. Only 10 minutes from the most beautiful place in the universe, Berlin Kreuzberg. But this. For half an hour I have no cell phone reception. My Internet is not everything and when I look out the window goes there is nothing. Only a black reflective surface. It's dark but you should at least see a few lights. Although the need to conquer the bulb is not yet here in front of compactness, the people here at least have candles. Terrible area.
Why is there no internet access here? I'm probably too close to a Cottbus. My theory is the federal government and its henchmen clubs have the entire city during the Bush concert in the Old Prison Cottbus (no this is no joke), blown up. IN three ring steps, outside to inside. To be sure. To cover up the former Cottbus was then the world (network) cards deleted.
I hope this brief account of my horror yet reached the blog. If not, please notify a search command. I'm somewhere in southern Brandenburg. Because where there is no reception.
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