It shouldn't be surprising that that event had a major impact on me. I should feel safe at home, not just where I sleep at night but the area, my environment, my city. When you lose that, or, in my case, it gets taken from you abruptly, it is not easy to get back. But it IS worth it.
I've been out at night twice this week, both with company and without, and I feel safe. I am, of course, cautious and more vigilant than usual, but still, I feel safe. There are enough people out and enough apartments on the street that I feel good about it. So I'm going out again tonight. It's Friday, and that little Irish bar was loud and fun and packed with English speakers, which is a bonus. And it's not far from a couple U-Bahn stations.
Speaking of the stations...there was a murder at one of the S-Bahn stations a few days ago...some teenagers were punking some younger kids for money, and an older guy stepped in to get them to stop. The teenagers beat him to death. All for 15 euros.
Jedenfalls (anyhow), they were caught. It has brought to light the need for more video cameras at the stops, and testing of the emergency systems there (there are buttons labeled "Notruf", which means "distress call", in every station).
A shame that someone has to die before these types of things are brought up and acted on. Some things are the same no matter where you go.
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