In the months right after
the wall fell, during the time when monetary and politcal
unification had not even remotely solidified, when everything was up in the air in
Germany and throughout
Eastern Europe, the Potsdamer Platz became a gigantic
black market, where for
dollars,
deutschmarks,
cigarettes and
levis one could buy anything from
live animals to cheap machinery to ridiculously overpriced bottles of
shampoo and of course: pieces of the wall and
Russian military
paraphernalia.
Now
Sony rules with an
iron fist.