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Two Roads Diverged

Zwei Wege Trennten Sich

We took a different route that day. It was a Frostian decision, but one of “knowing how way leads on to way” rather than seeking the portentousness of taking less-travelled paths.

For we were, quite simply, exploring Berlin. Still, we were stunned where this path took us. A formal rose garden, a strange Oriental statue, a massive lake and a sunken park.

It was early Spring and all was crisp and green after a Winter that had been harsh even for Berlin.