Today, Nice and Berlin are connected via hashtags, comparisons and, more importantly, the simple fact of shared grief. While it's impossible to tell whether there's a co-ordinated plot to 'attack our way of life' this is unlikely to be the last attack of its kind, no matter what walls are built or immigration laws passed.
The room had three key features: a single bed that would scream and creak in pain every time I turned or tossed in the night; a table with a miniscule lamp that created a halo of light barely covering the odd, oblong pear that refused to ripen during my stay; and a row of three kitschy Ikea shelves hooked to the wall.
Although I have to say, after having lived in Berlin for eight months, this isn't something that I have personally noticed. I have met a lot of lovely Berliners and of course some not-so-lovely ones. So just putting it out there, Berliners are no more or less rude than Londoners, I would know, being the overly sensitive soul that I am.