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the staff is racist towards people whos first language ist not English so be careful, practice your English and have fun:)

Superb club with a great lineup of DJs playing various styles. Authentic location, small and ”perfect” mainfloor - back to the old school. Great and welcoming atmosphere, open for all people, with positive restrictions about mobile phone usage. Plus on that one. Nice bouncers, couldn’t be much better. Inner garden had multiple dancefloors and a cozy and welcoming atmosphere. Highly recommend!

Very disappointing experience. Our friend is in a wheelchair, and the staff told us he could not go inside because of it. When we asked for an explanation, they only said “you are not going inside” and “we don’t need to explain.” The situation felt discriminatory, disrespectful, and humiliating. People with disabilities should be treated equally and with respect. I answer you here , Your response raises more questions than it answers. You now claim my friend was refused entry because of a ban, yet this was never communicated to us at the time. When we repeatedly asked for an explanation, staff would only say, "You are not going inside" and "We don't need to explain." My friend uses a wheelchair. Faced with a refusal of entry and no explanation whatsoever, it was impossible not to question whether his disability was a factor. What is particularly disappointing is that my friend contacted you by email about this matter approximately 9 months ago and received no reply. Instead of addressing the issue then, you have chosen to mention it only after a public review was posted. This entire situation could have been avoided with a simple, respectful explanation. The issue is not only the refusal of entry, but the lack of communication, professionalism, and basic courtesy shown throughout the process.

Once upon a time, there was a Berliner who went out to party every now and then. He made the long journey from Reinickendorf to enjoy some distraction from all the crises and the ongoing Third World War, with some decent techno from Amsterdam that was announced for that evening at this club. At the entrance, he politely praised the owners' past anti-fascist work and otherwise answered the doorman calmly and peacefully. As a techno lover and Berliner, he thought he was welcome no matter what his outfit or appearance was. With a curt "Nothing's happening tonight," he was turned away after a rambling round of questions. Meanwhile, attractive women dressed as if for an oriental wedding were waved through without question. The bouncer left the Berliner with the impression of a grumpy, disguised man in a woman's body, and he went home annoyed and sad, cursing the techno scene, which always presents itself as so cosmopolitan and tolerant. This club was explicitly on his side. He vowed never to go back and was glad he hadn't bought a ticket online in advance. A piece of the techno lifestyle died in his heart, and now he'll just have to crank up the speakers at home. He doesn't quite know what to wish the club now, but certainly nothing good. Now he's starting to not understand Berlin anymore, and because of it, he doesn't even want to be a Berliner anymore.

So good. Outside area is the best I've ever been to in berlin