Heinz Strunk, wasn't that great empathy, laconic, the one with the inn killer?

Who can describe those locked in themselves with their inhumane fantasies true to nature and maximally bleak?

Elena Witzeck

Editor in the features section.

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So this stalk wrote a romance novel.

Of course, a romance novel can also be utterly bleak.

Nothing against an unfulfilled, hopeless, corrosive romance that makes one shudder at everything that has been spared.

“Toxic” should be on the envelope or in the publisher's program, for the delimitation of acceptable dependencies, trigger warning of lightning, which better never hit you.

Interest in knowledge: what chains people together if it is not love?

You can actually always take something with you at home, recognize something for your own use.

As long as a realization is emerging.

She's shuffling now

A middle-aged man, a city sound engineer, bored with his relationship. No more sex, too much comfort. The noises his girlfriend made in his sleep had become annoying to him. When she walks, it doesn't look fresh anymore, she's more likely to shuffle. And then this insipid self-sufficiency. She has secretly grown old next to him: "From teen to aunt".

Such sentences that make him seem older than he is is what the man often thinks.

Because he doesn't like himself and his life, he looks at others with disgust.

His own decay, which is only just beginning to appear, scares him.

If he stands for a couple of hours in a concert, his back hurts, in a theater rehearsal his buttocks.

He is "groggy".

While the relationship is dying, he meets a new one at a film premiere.

Vanessa, actress: "a real eye-catcher".

Even though he's acting pretty stupid, he gets her number.

Clumsy with a penchant for phrases

At first it is unclear whether the young woman is just taking advantage of his desire. She makes him wait, sit, pay. Then the surprise: years ago he was once a musician in a band, she saw his concerts with her father as a child and still remembers today. Nothing remains of his pop past, just a slight bitterness. No song, no poster, no more whistled melody in his everyday life, no remainder of stage charisma. The music career serves only one purpose here: one day it should establish Vanessa's attraction for the ambitious.