Dear Beyond Satire,

As always, I enjoyed your different tour of a city. Since I’ve been weaned on formula & old, old WWII movies, I have serious trouble thinking of Berlin in color. I mean, of course it is, I just can’t visualize it. I can go on the computer & see it. I saw your photos. I have postcards people brought me after they visited it. And still. Damn it.

Mental illness is nothing to make fun of. A lot of people have it. Me. And another person. Some famous person. And Charlie Chaplin who kept marrying 12-year-olds, but they all looked the same. Someday I, too, will go to Berlin, though I am waaay to old to go to cool with REDACTED fun. I. I will see if this will “cure” me. And I’ll visit my grandfather’s grave. But mostly for that color cure.

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