In the midst of my friend (roommate, more accurately) having a psychotic—probably schizophrenic—break, I roam the streets of Berlin to… Read more traurigesmadchen891@davidbowie.com
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Early Check-In
Was there a crowd of people watching them sleep or was she hallucinating? No, she was not. Now, she remembered.… Read more Early Check-In
Quel Rat
The neo-Nazi, naturally, preferred butt sex. Of course, Liliana somehow remained, even in her advanced age of thirty, too naive… Read more Quel Rat
Abandoned Nests
Toward the end of the summer that year, the wasps in Berlin came out in droves more than they ever… Read more Abandoned Nests
Terri Nunn’s Advice on Where to Live
Sometimes, you never know where you’ll be from one day to the next. That’s how life goes when you’re on… Read more Terri Nunn’s Advice on Where to Live
Auf Wiedersehen Bowie
Berlin is never less inviting than it is today. Awakening to the news of David Jones’ death, I suddenly become… Read more Auf Wiedersehen Bowie
A Routine in Every City
He liked going to foreign cities and immediately founding a routine. A daily pattern that established the same route, activities… Read more A Routine in Every City
The Limits of Friendship
Berlin in January–what a fantastic idea. In Margaret Cardalli’s mind, however, it was the necessary change from her pastoral existence… Read more The Limits of Friendship
Berlin, Bar
Rose sat at the bar alone. She was used to that. There was something about her aura that made people… Read more Berlin, Bar
Insanity Is Transferrable
Insanity is transferable. It can slip through the cracks of another’s mind and into yours if you spend enough time… Read more Insanity Is Transferrable
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