It’s like this every winter: One day suddenly I hear the first “pee too… pee too” and I know spring is not far off. Yesterday, locking up my bike at Gasteig I heard it. I think it’s the tit that sings like that, but I’m not sure.
In the summer of 2021, I had the pleasure of attending a hybrid congress in Berlin: Die Grünen were kicking off their election campaign. The