Berlin. No, no long treatises on Stuttgart. Rarely a riot has explained itself so directly. Anyone who has gone through this state of emergency in recent months with their eyes open has been able to see it all. The first days of mass internment: streets that had become deserted in Kreuzberg, every 2 minutes a cop car passes by, the crews look at you with mistrust if you are still on the road. In the dark corners of the new building ghettos small groups of young people who have nothing else to see each other. The almighty cops with that last pinch of power that was still missing to finally be able to reprimand, control and lock up everyone. You could see it in their faces, body language tells more than a thousand words. There is no longer any need for reasons and justifications, the infection protection law as a manual of a totalitarian state.
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