Although the city of Berlin may disagree, Kripoe’s ubiquitous, balled, yellow fist has become an icon of Berlin. From what I’ve seen, which is admittedly only a fraction, there is no spot this cat can’t reach. Ride the S-Bahn across town and you’ll quickly lose count of his many fists, roller skates and shooting stars. And his letters? Funky, fresh and a little weird – just how I like ’em.