Alex Cocotas

Jan 6, 2025 | thebaffler.com | Alex Cocotas |Quinn Slobodian |Zachariah Webb

Have you heard that Berlin is dead? I hear it often. I’ve even heard myself say it. “Berlin’s dead!” I announce to my sub as we both sadly snort lines of ketamine off my sub’s sub, who we occasionally use as a piece of furniture—an armoire, a Biedermeier settee—because this is Berlin. Our pupils are like convex pennies. It is a Tuesday afternoon. It is a phrase, alas, that I am wont to use. At Berghain for the twenty-fourth weekend in a row: this is Berlin.