It seems as though I've spent the whole day on the S + U Bahn, which ordinarily would mean it was a trying day. However, I put my personal urban decay soundtrack to good use (Plastikman's "Closer") and it made all the different. Minimal, creeped out bassbin shakers roll by as the train, whose wheels make nearly no sound as they scrape along the tracks, floats by endless walls of fat-lettered graffiti, run down housing developments that nearly resemble mini shanty towns; and aisles of thin, flat warehouses lined up barrack-style.

And I am proud to report that the rumours of Dense's demise were greatly exaggerated. It's still there, and I don't know how I missed it the first time. A visit during opening hours is sure to follow.