1. Here in sunny Berlin, I just shared a delightful walk along the canal. My buddy had his lovely six-month-old daughter in tow. Or shall I say, he pushed her around in one of those fancy multipurpose strollers that might be able to do your taxes if you execute the manual’s page 34 properly. It’s an absolutely gorgeous day, full of people enjoying the park. In Kreuzberg, most of those people seem to have babies of their own. Walking with him and his daughter, I saw countless “knowing glances” exchanged between parents. I caught some of the glances myself as more than few people assumed that I and my friend were a happy Berlin couple, and that his little one was as much mine as his.
The Point-Fourward: Back and Forth We Go
