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In the End, It Was All About Love In the End, It Was All About Love by Musa Okwonga
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“Your best friend will write to you on social media: I think that you have a love affair with this city. You smile, and you don’t deny it.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love
“In many ways, despite its flaws, Berlin works—and maybe that is why its relatives are so ashamed of it. A place this unruly wasn’t meant to be a success. Berlin is the queer kid who ends up as a happy adult.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love
“There is a specific time and date you have been fearing for much of your adult life. When that moment passes, you will be precisely one second older than your father was when he died, and you will have precisely no idea what to do next.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love
“In previous teams you had generally been one of the more gifted players, but here you are one of the least. For some reason, that makes you enjoy it all the more. After all, you reason, you are all in this team to build the same thing: and though you may not be the star architect, there is an equal value in laying bricks.”
Musa Okwonga, In The End, It Was All About Love
“Even though you want to disappear, vanish beyond the night sky, you still desperately wish to be missed.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love
“He said that Berlin had different weather for those of African heritage, That’s why its wind brought him wounds, Why its rain raised bruises on his skin.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love
“Your desire for love is the closest that you come to religion.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love
“You wish your skin were a visa, since there are several places it cannot travel. It cannot go to certain European towns.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love
“It’s Berlin which is the true ghost, drawing you in with a flurry of wild promises, and then abruptly losing interest.”
Musa Okwonga, In the End, It Was All About Love