From now on, this blog will be fed a little less regularly. I find it hard to resist that habit to blog everyday after having blogged 1287 times in almost three years (December 2012), but I want to spread my energy differently. :) See you soon here again. Von jetzt an wird dieser Blog etwas unregelmäßiger […]
Passers-by fill the motorway restaurants. With our car we underpass a pedestrian bridge where two guys are waving with both arms just for the sake of it. On the tiny strip of grass, off the road on a small parking with merely a toilet house, some chairs and lots and lots of trucks, a deeply […]
A ten-year-old girl in a girlie dress wears her moustache with elegance. Two women with bald headed foreheads and feathery hair pass the homeless on his bench A Longbearded guy has a photovoltaic backpack.
A punk hipster leads his bike with one hand next to him. On the fender a sticker postulates “be cute.” The tiniest hat on a girl ever was just three woven, beige-brown, leather strings surrounding very dark hair. The first sun beams are soaked up by the wonder waffle eaters on outside beer benches, who mouth their […]
In a nook of the metro a group of six greenie-looking students spread their bare feet on their big backpacks and talk about socialism. On daddy’s head a toddler has fallen asleep. Not being aware that the kid on his shoulders makes him three heads taller, Daddy is swaying from side to side and the […]
Three pregnant women, with differently progressed bellies, are drinking Virgin Strawberry Margaritas. A homeless person is busy with two tasks: holding his head between his hands and pushing it up. He then tries catching the air with big open hands and quickly catching his head again. Another guy, probably a junkie, asks me for a […]
Despite the winter draught underground a curly-haired guy is fanning himself with the welcome package of a Berlin bank making his hair move music-video-style. A pimp-looking man with unwashed baggy jeans buys a single dark red rose at the metro flower shop. “Cindy,” shouts the homeless after his dog. “Rudi” shouts the other one. A […]
My phone just does these voice control things that I can’t stop. Out of the blue a voice tells me that I’m searching the internet for: Harding me down! – whatever that means. At the corner of a shop on Potsdamer platz a student is showing his upper leg to a girl. She reads some […]