Find the hospital where General Patton died. Let the air of booze and drunkenness consume you. Walk down die Straße as gap toothed smiles invite you to come closer. Let it happen. Slowly open your eyes as you shift between the smoke. Your lungs are screeching against your hairless chest, but the sweet residue you smell is appealing. Focus on the latter. In the end, what bothers you is the half eaten Schnitzel lying in the corner of the booth.
Go to it.
And give it bier.