After arriving in Berlin I needed a late dinner / snack to hold me over for the night. I asked an African bellman (I could by how long his name was!) where a close, quick restaurant was. He pointed me to an Asian place around the corner. The Chinese cuisine was staffed by what looked to be a Korean waiter. The only other people in the restaurant were Hispanics, eating pot stickers, watching Trinidad play soccer in the world cup on a TV. The play-by-play was in German. And of course, we were all sitting in Berlin. I love this kind of diversity.
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