Stuff I Took in Görlitzer Park

Foraging and waste. Fear and the feral. there was once a mayor in Berlin in whose realm lay a great moor, wild and deserted, through which ran neither road nor path. no one dared to enter it, for the saying went that any living being who did so, whether man or beast, would disappear, leaving no trace behind. they called it the Görlitzer Park. The mayor at one time wished this moor to be thoroughly…