For the longest time, this store on my corner was called “charis,” which I thought was a clever attempt to give a pretty name to a store that sells nothing but expensive and Scandinavian-looking chairs (and perhaps a pun on the name Charon, who probably rowed countless (comfortably seated?) souls across the river Styx to Hades). But as this is no-nonsense Germany, the name is apparently really supposed to be just “chairs.” Tipped off to their spelling mistake, the owners have exerted a truly Berlin level of effort and corrected the typo with packing tape.
