I found this picture here
Who?
The coffee shop girl
Where?
Berlin, Germany
What?
"You are so nice!"
How did she react?
"Aw, thanks..."
How did I feel?
Subway stations are not cozy. They are dirty, dark and busy. I do have a thing for the aesthetics of the Berlin Ubahnstation, and for their acoustics. Still I am always happy when the train arrives and I get to leave. I'm not there to stay, I'm there to go somewhere else as quick as possible. Never have I thought about hanging out at the station- Until yesterday:
I left the U7 at Yorckstraße. Checking my watch I figured I had five minutes left before my connecting train was going to depart. There was a coffee shop in front of me. My eyelids were drooping to the floor. Caffeine! I approached the counter. Another customer, an elderly lady, was talking to the girl behind the counter. As I got closer I heard her say, "...Yeah, it's hard." The girl answered, "I know.. But know what, I am always here, so if you need to talk to someone you're welcome to come here and let off steam whenever you feel like it." The lady nodded. From the way they addressed each other I could tell they were not friends or family. They said goodbye and the girl turned to me. I gaped at her. "Wow, you are so nice!" The words fell out of my mouth. She smiled, said, "thanks!" And added: "Yeah, she's having a rough time, at the moment she's annoyed with everything." I answered, "Sure. But it's so cool of you to offer her your ear!" She handed me my coffee, I paid and ran. The second I stepped on the train I knew I wanted to write about her. The girl who rarely sees the daylight and yet spreads rays of sun in the subway station. It is because of her that the Yorckstraße stop does not sound like running feet or the train's door signal. She donates the station its rhythm: The beating of her open heart.
Who?
The coffee shop girl
Where?
Berlin, Germany
What?
"You are so nice!"
How did she react?
"Aw, thanks..."
How did I feel?
Subway stations are not cozy. They are dirty, dark and busy. I do have a thing for the aesthetics of the Berlin Ubahnstation, and for their acoustics. Still I am always happy when the train arrives and I get to leave. I'm not there to stay, I'm there to go somewhere else as quick as possible. Never have I thought about hanging out at the station- Until yesterday:
I left the U7 at Yorckstraße. Checking my watch I figured I had five minutes left before my connecting train was going to depart. There was a coffee shop in front of me. My eyelids were drooping to the floor. Caffeine! I approached the counter. Another customer, an elderly lady, was talking to the girl behind the counter. As I got closer I heard her say, "...Yeah, it's hard." The girl answered, "I know.. But know what, I am always here, so if you need to talk to someone you're welcome to come here and let off steam whenever you feel like it." The lady nodded. From the way they addressed each other I could tell they were not friends or family. They said goodbye and the girl turned to me. I gaped at her. "Wow, you are so nice!" The words fell out of my mouth. She smiled, said, "thanks!" And added: "Yeah, she's having a rough time, at the moment she's annoyed with everything." I answered, "Sure. But it's so cool of you to offer her your ear!" She handed me my coffee, I paid and ran. The second I stepped on the train I knew I wanted to write about her. The girl who rarely sees the daylight and yet spreads rays of sun in the subway station. It is because of her that the Yorckstraße stop does not sound like running feet or the train's door signal. She donates the station its rhythm: The beating of her open heart.