Behind my appartment there is a graveyard that also serves as a Speilplatz, or childrens playground. I used to think the children`s laughter that I woke up to came from a Kindergarten but it came from here. The combination of cemetary and playground seems perfectly natural and good yet I had not seen it until comming to Germany. My German roomate thougt I was strange when I mentioned it as if it was somet
hing out of the ordinary. Here are some kids enjoying the park. You can see the gravestones in the background amongst the grass. I love the second photo because the other children ignore me and continue playing the boy in the middle engages me a direct stare, loving the spotlight.
Behind my appartment there is a graveyard that also serves as a Speilplatz, or childrens playground. I used to think the children`s laughter that I woke up to came from a Kindergarten but it came from here. The combination of cemetary and playground seems perfectly natural and good yet I had not seen it until comming to Germany. My German roomate thougt I was strange when I mentioned it as if it was somet
hing out of the ordinary. Here are some kids enjoying the park. You can see the gravestones in the background amongst the grass. I love the second photo because the other children ignore me and continue playing the boy in the middle engages me a direct stare, loving the spotlight.
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