I can’t tell you. I can’t talk about it. I never can, lest I risk my professional working relationships and career.
Suffice it to say, I was a bit surprised and intrigued when, I found the Universal Declaration of Human Rights at my bedside table instead. Smart marketing, of course. Also, just plain smart.
Of all the techno-gadgets, mid-century furniture, objects of devotion, torture and surveillance in the Stasi Museum, somehow I fell most in love with the rugs.