A Shared Future?

Abstract

The efficiency was Germanic but I could have been anywhere. Just off the orderly bustle of Potsdamer Platz in the center of Berlin, I was checking into my suite at the Marriott. Although I had never stayed there before, everything felt oddly familiar. I remember wheeling my suitcase through the revolving doors and into the church-like calm of the hotel lobby. It felt like entering a different world, an older world, where time moved more slowly.