WHERE: Riemannstr.7, 10961 Berlin (U7-Gneisenau)
INFO: Another Country is an English Language Second Hand Bookshop, which is mostly used as a library. We have about twenty thousand books that you can buy or borrow. You simply pay the price of a book, which you get back, minus a 1,50 Euro charge, should you choose to return it.
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lee nguyen pc Busy life circumstances than the current world history. Mario | Friv | Doraemon Games | Kizi by Rony Nguyen @ 4/28/16, 3:47 AM Change your future with Wall Street English Englisch erleben in Berlin – und gewinnen! For all our native German Speaking fans Check check out the raffle going on at Wall Street English you might win a Friday Night Dinner at Another Country. Wall Street English by kdhm @ 7/18/13, 5:41 PM Quiz Night continues... 8 rounds of questions. Categories include: General Knowledge, Literature, Film & TV, Audio round, a mystery round and a rapid-fire buzzer round.* Only 1 EUR per person. Come with a team or come alone and join a team. PRIZES: The winning team wins a round of drinks and a voucher for Another Country! Questions will ... by kdhm @ 5/13/11, 5:21 PM Toxic Waste Nuclear Sludge Recall Dangerous Lead Levels Cause Another Nuclear Sludge Recall: A recall has been issued on a popular candy item due to dangerous levels of lead found in the candy. The candy is called Toxic Waste Nuclear Sludge, and it is manufactured by a company called Candy Dynamics. The company issued a voluntary recall after ... by cherry_cola @ 1/30/11, 10:26 PM Winter Days, Winter Nights Winter Days, Winter Nights AT ANOTHER COUNTRY BOOKSHOP Entrance is free. Drinks are cheap!!! Feel free to just show up. TUESDAY NIGHTS IN DECEMBER Film starts at 9:00 The 7th "Russian Ark" (2002) The 14th "Home Alone" (1990) The 21st "Gremlins" (1984) The 28th "The Thing" (1982) FRIDAY NIGHTS IN DECEMBER DINNER IS SERVED AT 9:30 TV starts at 8:00 A TV medley of ... by kdhm @ 12/7/10, 11:33 AM day late Thanksgiving Dinner this Friday (this week only €6 due to additional costs for meal) Friday Night Thanksgiving Dinner Roast Turkey with all the trimmings New Glee episode and x factor before dinner and this years cheesy after Thanksgiving Dinner Musical will be in keeping with Scotland theme Month Brigadoon TV shows start around 8:00 Dinner at 9:30 (don´t be too ... by kdhm @ 11/24/10, 2:24 PM Tuesday and Friday Films at Bookshop SCOTTISH FILM MONTH AT ANOTHER COUNTRY BOOKSHOP Entrance is free. Drinks are cheap!!! Feel free to just show up. TUESDAY NIGHTS IN NOVEMBER We will be showing the new BBC series "Lip Service" set in Glasgow Tuesdays at 8pm followed by a film beginning at 9pm. The 2nd "Highlander" (1986) The 9th "Trainspotting" (1996) The 16th "Local Hero" (1983) The ... by kdhm @ 11/3/10, 3:54 PM Dinner at 9:30 and Film at 10:45 Tonight´s Film Topper (1937) Topper is a comedy film which tells the story of a stuffy, stuck-in-his-ways man who is haunted by the ghosts of a fun-loving married couple. It was adapted by Eric Hatch, Jack Jevne and Eddie Moran from the novel by Thorne Smith. The film was directed by ... by kdhm @ 10/22/10, 4:10 PM Face Book Another Country Berlin - News and Events | Promote your Page Check out our Facebook page for events info too by kdhm @ 10/12/10, 10:31 AM
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FriDay Pome:
berlin is in steven augustine, 20:35h
blonde is the new black, old the new young, dumb the new hip, homicidal the new horny, forever the new never and berlin the latest “berlin”, our sidewalks hosed of all those merdes, our surly shopgirl refitted with a shit-eating grin, her second loss of innocence, her mons on the clock, knotted hair uncoiled, tits by the kilo waxed, boiled, packaged for puritans. Ohioized and personality-free and catnip to adipose tourists. her smile is just the skull revealed, though only old berliners know this. 2 give me your trustfunded poor! your goggling tourgroups yearning for things to say they’ve seen! the wrenching retchers of your mini bar! send your celebrities with room-temp IQs to me! FriDay Pome:
dante eats out steven augustine, 22:23h
it feels like a punishment he long ago adjusted to, if he does not cook there won’t be food, and it’s never even good, or not in terms that real cooks use, though in a way it’s a sign of hopefulness he never cared to master this, for the men he knows who cook so well are invariably betterhalfless, they learn by force the indelible diagonal of sleep across that bachelor bed and never change but grind away at raincolored sheets and underwear making relic filaments instead. they play at cards in clouds and suckle hard cigars in luciferous bars called things like Hairy’s Pear, or The Bear, trading vagina jokes for pokertips with dante-aged blokes (with their) (halos of smoke and) (intestate dread over) (eye-bald) (heads) dante exhales the sound of the wine he follows on to ted FriDay Pome:
foreign girl suite steven augustine, 12:50h
after they spoke he walked to carry his thoughts through a fog-numb berlin, september’s kill of dirt-gold leaves, lamp-lit breath and double seraphim (the couples out) (in matching coats) (to windowshop in tones as hushed) (as awed librarians) he sought the cold to clarify his longing for such comforts as her tantalizing call half-promised: a stove-warmed kitchen and the cook in it, the postprandial dinner fadged in minutes; and imagine the phone between her shoulder and her Rossetti chin, no man to lift a spoon to then, no man to press her back into, no face-lost man in her book of kursiv hair, nor judge of the taste of her curry paste with his tongue-tip, lips, blessing kiss, breathless air this walk in the cold was the closest he got to being there what is the heart? a drum explaining Life to the body, or the red-walled bedroom of a lonely dream? let’s say it’s a newborn we take everywhere with us, a baby we can’t bear to leave, kicking as we carry it from point to point unseen like parents of a changeling or a vestigial teen. is His as beautiful to Hers as Hers was to the god She did not care to keep? in winter the foreign girl sings with her cocoa voice as she pedals her bike uphill, some think she’s puerto rican, a chica mami, untamed, some berliners claim she came from israel, or fancifully others suggest her family fled in well-bred exile from old red money, or black brazil boys walking home from school who have committed to memory her body smashing the wrinkled mirror of the heated pool, who have committed to memory the superbity of green her eyes enjewel, or the beach-burned gold of her shoulder blades at the Strandbar at Monbijou’s gates, pause talkless as she crests the sundown hill shifting gears, each alone in reverie about that foreign girl turning 34 next year there’s a dead sparrow on the brick walk in the garden, breeze-ruffled feathers on its thumb-sized chest suggest flight though its blood is a page-thick shadow on the brick she kneels on, probing with a twig. it’s gone south for forever’s winter. the foreign girl’s lover calls her to dinner, she uses her fork to poke the chicken’s liver FriDay Pome:
the future steven augustine, 23:53h
future cities as gift shops in the earth’s museum. future kids with sky to play with kinda boredly and mutagens to dabble in. future sex like polio eradicated: no his’ or hers’ just thems’. i see those long thin silver twilights, perforated like player-piano rolls, performing the weather. yes i see golden characters with violet tongues licking themselves with vile aplomb like cats. cats i see on commemorative coins. coins i see in teflon-lined sarcophagi. brazil will be miles of amusant bonsai forests itching with speck-like game and stars in trillion-tonned lots by deed and obscured by a Moon in flames. Lo i see books of the ancients in Sino-African translations inscribed on long blond strands of hair: The Collected Works of Pearl S. Buck in a hooker’s wig those golden cats shall wear. Yea I see berlin in this vision though we’re no longer there
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