Lise s Bar
I had found the bar by searching the Internet. ‘A lesbian bar that caters for a mature, sophisticated clientele.’ At least that was how I had translated the German. If I was right it sounded less seedy than some and would therefore be safer for me. I’d been working in Berlin for two weeks and although my colleagues were friendly enough I’d had no society outside the office and evenings alone in an hotel, no matter how god the hotel, were beginning to make me feel like a prisoner, albeit in a...
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