This is where I’ve been staying here in Berlin, quite a nice apartment don’t you think? Lovely big windows, nice and light, great floorboards, a touch of Ikea…
But hang on…
A nude? Who is she? Why is she in this living room?
Apparently – she who cannot be named – was found out on the street. Just sitting there, a reject, a poor, hapless creature, destined for the skip, cast aside, ready and waiting for someone to come along and pick her up.
And picked up she was, and she now takes pride of place in this living room. Minus her head and her left arm. But isn’t she fabulous??!!
God I love Berlin.