Teufelsberg
I lit fireworks off it in 93.
The German plant manager showed me how to savor the dinner wine.
I put a smile on the face of a Russian plasma physicist by buying him his first and American company verboten thumb drive.
“Is present from KGB” I said as I handed him an in the package 256 megabyte USB data transfer memory stick.
His boss was a dickhead and because of “company policy” would not allow the purchase of such a device. My boss, another Russian did allow me the latitude of signing off on expense accounts to alleviate the fuckwadinaisms of Korporate Afmurickastan thus putting a smile on the face of another Russian comrade.
In the 1980s my Soviet boss was asked the question, what do you think of America.
He said Now I have lived in two socialist countries.
…but mostly for not making any sense, ever.