A self-absorbed young man attempts to write a novel

In 2002, with a few months of unexpected free time on my hands in Berlin, I sat down to attempt writing a novel. As one does as a self-absorbed young man. I started in English (because my inner critic was less harsh that way) but soon ran into the fact that while my vocabulary was adequate for professional / work use, it was not quite up to the task of writing literature. I restarted in German, and promptly shot myself down with excessive self-critique. The pages you can look at here are what has survived this literary period of my life. :-P

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