Marcel Winatschek

The Poorest City

Berlin is genuinely great—dirty, charming, the kind of place where you feel like something could actually happen even though there’s no money and nobody’s hiring. The tourists started showing up, couldn’t quite believe there was an actual wall here, wandered through the Jewish Museum, spit from the TV tower, and got shuffled into whatever club their alternative tour guide had decided still counts as underground. Usually just something near the O’burger that can fit a group without collapsing.

And now VICE has done what VICE does—made a guide to Berlin, everything you supposedly need to know about the poorest city in the republic, all collected and published and given away free. It’s perfect and depressing in equal measure: the complete map to authenticity at zero cost. The alternative becomes the commodity becomes the guide becomes the free download. That’s the loop now.

The real thing about Berlin is that it’s still there underneath all of this. The tourists will do their rounds, the guides will keep herding, the music will keep playing somewhere you can’t quite find unless you live there. The city doesn’t care if you read the guide or ignored it—it’s already real and already corrupted and already worth living in for reasons that have nothing to do with any of this.