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Quarterly Update Pt.2: Design, Versprochen

The second part of the quarterly update, "Design, Versprochen" , is also part of this semesters work. Compiling the text generated during the course it was a joy to plan and a pleasure to print.






Also, as it will probably never be printed, my final text for the course:

Ich bin verliebt.

Unter einem Tannenbaum steht sie eingepackt und winkt. Beim ersten mal sehe ich sie quer von der Seite, wie man an den Nutten der Oranienburger vorbeischielt.

In der U6 umschlinge ich sie fest, ihr Körper schmiegt sich unförmlich an meinen. Das könnte eine peinliche Liebe sei

Ich trage sie über die Türschwelle, setze meine Herrin in Miniatur ab, entreisse ihr die Verpackung. Sofort brechen, knacks und plump, ihre hochhackigen Stiefel vom Sockel.

Zerbrechliche Plastikdomina, Made in China. Du willst austeilen können – zusammenstecken kann dich keiner.


I will admit that my love of the German languaged was not rekindled by the course.

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