[BXRLIN || 1985]

Berlin. 1985. The city is at the heart of a cold war. Yes, the one you're thinking of. But also something else, something hidden. A secret war between forces invisible to humans – an invisibility largely metaphorical, but sometimes literal. Its battles are raging within the split seconds between disco strobe lights, in the unmarked back rooms of run down bars, in dark alleys between concrete and b…