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Hella Hummerjohann
DESY-Hostel

Standing Science

Erectile function was evaluated using the self-administered International Index of Erectile Function.

Scent of illusion

The fresh, unmerged scent of bypasser's perfume in the morning. The trace of a choice, choice of an illusion, character, ideal. Insights.

Life game

Feels like a lonely tennis player facing a ball machine that throws balls at increasing speed. At the limit of reaction it's just one ball more that makes the difference between hitting all of them and being hit by all of them.

Darwin's friend

The stretch just before jogging. A small dog came up to me, sat on my left shoe, and made a 'I want to be your friend' face. At each round, when passing by, the dog wanted to come with me. It's name: Darwin. I think I should finish my script about evolution.

stretch limo

He was probably the tallest guy I've ever seen. Huge. With his low bottom fit trousers, and a his long shirt, he looked like a stretch limo

The World's End

Today, I decided that the world will end at 16:00 sharp. Apparently I was wrong.

Letter to Somewhere

Was walking down the street, and saw a letter lying there, somewhere on the ground. The letter was addressed to 'Somewhere' - which made sense. However the destination was 'Somewhere, Lyon', where as I was in Montpellier. So I guess the letter had been wrongly delivered, after all...

Elisabeth & Cyrus

Elisabeth: she is living upstairs from us. Her toilet leaks into our toilet, and provides a brown-yellow shower for everybody who can't get up and out in time. Once she forgot to close her bath tub, and our bedroom was drowned by several gallons of water. Since then her bathroom is leaking. She gets dodgy psychopath to repair her leaking bathroom & toilet tubing; does tests between 1 - 3 am to see if water still leaks in our sleeping room; reasons that if we don't get up to tell her, then everything is ok.
plitsh, plutsh - and here goes another good night's sleep.
Elisabeth looks like 40 when she takes her medicine, but like 130 when she doesn't.
At night, she either shouts at someone (inexisting) or does something which appears to be a 'parcours d'obstacles' in her apartment, just above our bed.
Cyrus: neurotic old dog. Well wasn't neurotic before Elisabeth 'took care' of him. Since then: shits in circles in our buildings' staircase (because Elisabeth forgot him there). Sometimes spends some nights barking and howling in front of the building door. When Cyrus finally dies in Elisabeth's room, Elisabeth leaves him there in the hight of summer until the neighbours can't stand the smell any more (about two weeks).

Longevité

Tried to have a siesta; First neighbour's drum and base, then downstairs shop's renovation works, then mosquito then Mani's phone call. The Chinese neighbours are normally quiet during the day, but come home to do the opposite of chinese whispering after 1 or 2 o'clock, just after the bar has stopped to shake our bed with electronic beats.

Ideosyncrasies

The server at the coffee bar never says 'bye' in the same way.
'Bon aprèm'
'Merci, au revoir'
'A bientot'