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Sigh. It’s winter in Berlin and there are so many lost gloves. People forget their “hand shoes” in the saddest of places. A glove unattached to an owner becomes a disease ridden object, because really, who wants to touch a glove that might have been anywhere? Here are the lost gloves of Berlin, may they rest in peace.
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