Die Rückkehr der Späti-Ritter

In the organizer's words:

2026 after Christ. Beings from all corners of Teutonia come together for the decisive battle. But each for their own. And in Wolle's SPÄTI in the middle of the government district, of all places.

Berlin is notorious for its well-behaved parties and unrestrained demos. And that's why everyone is coming to the capital today. Not to talk to each other, but to demonstrate against each other. A professor fighting for his right to an analog life with his smartphone, unruly pensioners campaigning for affordable self-service burials, Berlin natives and tourists from Upper Bavaria, rare daycare toads from the Bionade Bullerbü in Prenzlauer Berg. But what are they all doing in Wolle's SPÄTI of all places? And then there's that eccentric Friedrich Merz, who tells Wolle that he should work even longer, even though his Späti is already open 24 hours a day: "Yes, the day has 24 hours, Mr. Wolle, but if that's not enough, you'll just have to put in another night shift." The whole panopticon of the country in one small kiosk.

Immerse yourself in a galactic adventure full of beer cans and empty promises between sweets, condoms and Amazon parcels that nobody picks up. Wolle's SPÄTI and the fate of the galaxy are at stake!

May the laughter be with you.