It is advertising the Charles Bronson burger, a cartoonishly perfect-looking hamburger ensconced in a bun and inexplicably sitting atop a flaming grill. Two protesters hold up a banner declaring “No! In the Name of Humanity We Refuse to Accept a Fascist America.” For a minute I’m embarrassed to be American, relieved that my leather jacket and black pants don’t scream that I’m an expat.īut the feeling passes, and 15 minutes of walking later, we are confronted with another banner, this one hanging outside a building and sending a quite different message. It’s a chilly spring day in Hamburg, Germany, and my boyfriend and I have just left our hotel en route to a place called Burger Lounge, which touts itself as a “Real American Diner.” Immediately, we are confronted with a May Day protest filled with bearded hipsters and angry punks.
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