Another lazy post, with a flimsy personal connection.
I wish I'd taken more photos. In my DDR hanging around time. I was a total idiot. Captured fuck all photographically.
Jena station buffet. A HO job.
Jena was a town I knew from the footy team. One of the few DDR town names to drift into western consciousness.
Jena is in Thüringen, the home ground of Dolores. Not so odd we needed to change trains there, once. Or nipped into the station buffet.
A HO job. But decent. Reminded me of Stayleybridge.
It sold Jena beer.
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