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A young woman and man peered into the chain-link fence to catch a glimpse of the arboreal mystery. The army of guards and researchers made it very well impossible, but every once in a while, inside the compound, one—if one were patient and lucky enough—could catch said glimpse of a dwarf and wrinkled tree bearing dull green grey fruit of a most peculiar shape—round with several banana-shaped nodules, not unlike a human hand. One bite of this strange fruit, it was rumoured, and the aging process would screech back to a death-defying crawl, or “creep.” That was the rumour anyway.
Rising from the ruins of war, Neues Museum in Berlin mixes old and new - David Chipperfield turned a pile of rubble into a masterpiece of renovation and rehabilitation.
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