Note: I am writing this story more than a year later. Saturday afternoon, I was turning a corner onto Unter den Linden, when I suddenly spot a dusky woman standing there, studying a map. She had dark, fizzy hair, and packed a nice set of curves along with all the obvious signs of a tourist: Converse All Stars, rucksack, looking lost. Opening her wasn’t hard at all. I was greeted by a radiant smile and sparkling eyes....

instant date Berliner Domcafé I spotted a beautiful, Turkish girl in her early twenties smoking a cigarette on a bench in the Lustgarten in Berlin. She looked at the ground and was probably bored. Suffering from AA, I lingered around on the grass field, outside her field of vision. She soon got up to take a picture, and walked to the fountain in the middle of the square. Mustering all the courage I had, I opened her near the fountain....