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Closer / Viktoria
Viktoria Most of the time Viktoria tried to stay awake, but all too often she somehow couldn't. She disappeared into daydreams and mixed them with her reality. It was hard for her to concentrate. Early on she realized
Closer / Viktoria
Viktoria Meistens versuchte Viktoria wach zu bleiben, nur all zu oft gelang ihr das irgendwie nicht. Sie verschwand in Tagträumen und vermischte sie mit ihrer Realität. Es viel ihr schwer, sich zu konzentrieren. Schon früh erkannte sie, dass sie
Closer / The Traveller
The Traveller A squeaky garage door and a box of useless things from the past is all she has left. Anna looks at the box where the swaying snowflakes slowly disappear into thin air and watches the
When Relationships Go Wrong
When Relationships Go Wrong Last week I visited »The Black Umbrella Society« meet up again to gather inspiration for my new article and refresh the Ohlala Blog with exciting insights. For months I've been watching this event getting
More than just beautiful
More than just beautiful A new year has started and my thoughts revolve around past memories. Memories of past encounters that question my self-image as an attractive woman, whatever that even means. I have been in a state
The Power of Femininity
The Power of Femininity When we talk about the unspeakable in connection with the female genitals, it becomes clear that now is the time to pay hommage to the vulva, which is overdue for far too long. Obviously
Relationship Rules
Relationship Rules What does the black umbrella in Mark Turrell's chosen title of »The Black Umbrella Society« actually mean? A meet up that takes place monthly and of course I was there again. With the black umbrella Mark
Beziehungsregeln
Beziehungsregeln Was bedeutet eigentlich der schwarze Regenschirm in Mark Turrells auserwählten Titel von »The Black Umbrella Society«? Ein Meet up, das jeden Monat stattfindet und bei dem ich dieses Mal natürlich auch wieder dabei war. Mit dem schwarzen
The Ghost in Me
The Ghost in Me »He walked down a busy street Staring solely at his feet Clutching pictures of past lovers at his side Stood at the table where she sat And removed his hat In respect of her