A dark place

The further I go, the darker dark gets.

Sure as I am that this is but a partial clue, Sunday evening Berlin, in January, is a dark place. The broad street and the low range
It is a dark place, this, which is not to say it is inhabited by dark people. Instead, they walk with their heads up, the people here look in the eye of darkness and whatever dreams and nightmares it has or is to create.

live messenger

Now, under the slot called "amore", there is only an italic, light grey sentence:
"Drag a contact to this group".

Well, that's an awfully nice way to put it.

Epiphany

I followed my Star and it brought me to Köln, again, to the golden address of the 3WiseMen. I'm quite sure this was not the way the story went, but you know what they say: Epithanies are written straight through crooked lines (posso traduzir assim?).