BERLIN, 02:00 am
The grey town has exuberantly found how to rediscover its colour with attacks of paintspray.
From the somewhat austere Bauhaussian architecture, come the heavy metal sounds of music absorbed by concrete.
Behind the threshold of a door, we move from the frozen desert of the dark road into the excitement of a room where partying and liberty rule.
Day will soon be breaking and we listen to the singing of Marlene Dietrich.
In the ruins of Berlin, trees and flowers are perfuming our way …
mint, hemp, green notes, Atlas cedar, ambroxan, ambrocenyde
Amelie Bourgeois and Anne-Sophie Behaghel