The fixie scene in Berlin is pretty niche. Unlike London, you don't see every Tom, Dick and Harry (you know, Harry from HR) bouncing around on the ubiquitous Charge Plug, or the equally omnipresent LeMonde Fillimore. Mostly, Berliners ride around on beaten up old pieces of shit with big curvy handlebars, clackety mud-guards and those saddles designed for old women with fat asses. However, what the Berlin fixie scenesters lack in numbers, they make up for in sheer entrepreneurial chutzpah - they have their own brand of beer!
Tuesday, 3 March 2009
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