I am getting slowly emotional about leaving my family and friends. I mean, I am so happy to come back, to my lady. And Samnang. And the house, Siem Reap and leave this misanthropic state of home, which was never my home. Which makes me sick. I am so excited to return...

Maybe I was my whole life preparing my break out, which I consider personally as a break through. 9 am, I am sitting right in front of an advertisement at the subway station Max-Weber-Platz, Munich, right next to Rechts der Isar, an, my hospital. The smell of blood,...

One more identiy check on the train. “A bit more courtesy is too much to expect?” “I only provide what you are asking for [you racist numskull]. If you would have expected me to face you with respect, I suppose you didn´t make a check on me. So let´s...