Instead of adventuring around Berlin with a bag full of snails to hide, I decided to delegate the mission to my dear friends Anne and Tim. Therefore, the only pictures I have of my Berlin snail drop are the lovely cups of tea that I had whilst leaving the snails at their house. Still, I think you can appreciate their taste in crockery.
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