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36 Hours in Berlin

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  1. The Berlin Wall may have fallen 20 years ago next month, but in certain pockets of the German capital, the city is still divided — on whether the Iron Curtain was cool. There’s even a German word for it, “ostalgie,” a combination of the words “ost” (east) and “nostalgie” (nostalgia).

    Few vestiges remain of East Berlin. Bullet holes have been filled in, squatters evicted and weedy lots paved over for entertainment complexes. But spend enough time strolling the twisting backstreets and you might come across a building, a courtyard or a block that looks frozen in 1989. Most are on the city’s fringes, but there’s a stretch of Auguststrasse, the art mile in the Mitte district, in drab contrast to the slick galleries and Ikea-fied apartments. A former Jewish hospital at Nos. 14-16 is still gray as charcoal. A block away, at No. 5a, one side of a courtyard is pocked with bullet scars. Look now, before construction cranes encroach.

    The Sputnik-inspired Television Tower was erected in the 1960s by East Germany to demonstrate its technical superiority. At 1,207 feet, it remains Berlin’s tallest structure, as well as one of its most touristy. Skip the line by dining at its space-saucer-style restaurant, Telecafé (Panoramastrasse 1A at Alexanderplatz; 49-30-247-5750; www.tv-turm.de), which offers revolving views of the once-divided city. It’s every bit as cheesy and memorable as it sounds. Not much seems to have changed since Erich Honecker was the leader of East Germany: dishes like veal roulade with potato dumplings (15.50 euros, about $23 at $1.50 to the euro) are served by older waitresses with big perms. Reserve online and early (at least six weeks ahead) for the sunset seating. After dinner, stroll Alexanderplatz, where a colossal open-air exhibition on the Wall (www.fallofthewall09.com ) is up until Nov. 14.

    For modern beats in a retro lounge, climb the rickety scaffolding to Klub der Republik, or K.D.R. (Pappelallee 81; www.myspace.com/klubderrepublik), a grungy hangout in Prenzlauer Berg named after the Palace of the Republic, the dismantled East German parliament building. Indeed, the globe lamps were salvaged from there. The music, as eclectic as the beer selection, is played by a rotating cast of floppy-haired D.J.’s. If there’s music across the street, pop by Ballhaus Ost (Pappelallee 15; 49-30-47-99-7474; www.ballhausost.de), a former dance school that occasionally hosts late-night gatherings.

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