Met this man at a café in Berlin one year ago. He came to this place every evening for dinner and he approached me when he saw my Fujifilm X-T1 camera. It’s old style look draw his attention. He was also a photographer, black and white film was his domain. As a jew he had fled from Berlin during WW2 and had a long story, though it wasn’t time for the long version at this time. Bought one of his books that was on sale at the café. This meeting gave more impression from this trip to Berlin than all monuments, museums and the wall.