I met her on the train in Prenzlauerberg. I startled her by tapping her on the shoulder while she had headphones on. I’m always surprised when people I approach are so open and trusting about being photographed by a stranger. Cass is an artist from LA. Glad I took that train.
Cass outside my apartment. She said it was the first time she’d worn this coat in months. It was the first chilly autumn day in Berlin some day in September, the sky gave up, felt like overnight the colours faded, farewell blue hues and golden rays, instead an ashen veil loomed over Berlin. And just like that, the summer was over.