White Men and Cannons
In groups, we roam on foot through the park, searching for the white men. We seek what is hidden in the dark. We are doing well! SMS by SMS, we are finally given the exact location. Tea lights and dull bass sounds now guide us through the ruins to the longed-for party.
The dance floor is small, packed, and there's intense flirting. Everyone is dancing. The music consists of deep electro and minimal. Beer is cheap, and when the police arrive, no one wants to leave. Painful, because you undeniably have to go, but painless, as everything works without physical effort. We move on and search for white men in the park. Clearly, small off-parties are simply exciting. Who hasn't heard of the "illegal party"? Who doesn't like to go to the "illegal party"? Who doesn't listen meticulously when someone talks about the "illegal party"? Of course, we are happy when we hear about these events. It's like The Three Investigators. Adventure and mystery, and in the end, you've experienced something significant. Many who hunt white men in the cellar for the first time then leave Jack Johnson, Shaggy, and Snoop Dogg behind. Even if only temporarily. These dim places make them famous. The organizers thrive on flourishing word-of-mouth propaganda. There are no flyers, maybe an occasional posting. It's usually a loose circle of a few hundred people. They often get the information two or three days before the event and slowly but surely distribute it to all their friends. The entry is also friendly. Usually just a small donation – if anything. If you believe the harmonious whispers of tourists, no other city in the world would offer such a distinct variety of off-events. Well. People from metropolises like London, New York, or Hong Kong tell stories about Berlin that everyone listens to intently. Many who haven't experienced it themselves don't believe everything. Many who know exactly what the narrator is talking about flirt with the next event and secretly look forward to it.