What's the worst thing you've ever done?

We watched The Drama this afternoon and had the inevitable chat on the way home. We’re both all quite boring in comparison. We’re unrepentant thieves. We were high school floozies. By the time we were crossing the canal, it was early evening and the cafés terraces were still full of people. The city’s summer face fully emerged while we were in Mexico and it’s a lot of boys in Adidas shorts.

On Friday, I left the house in a foul humour and slowly partied it off. I went to a party in Hasenheide that was officially sanctioned by the cops who showed up in force to radio back to base and give the thumbs up to four boys and their sound system, none of whom could speak German. By dusk there were hundreds of people. By the time it was dark, the boys dutifully shut down the music as they’d promised and there was a ripple of panic through the crowd who realised they had no onward plan.

I drifted away from the group and found my way to another party. A crowd was packed into the street and watched a DJ performing outside a nAtUrAl wInE bAr. I found my friends in the middle there. The music stopped again. We drifted through the spätis in the neighbourhood, got an invitation to Sameheads, walked all the way to Sameheads. I left them at it and the sun was starting to rise.