Ok, he’s not that much of a mysterious writer if you get to see his picture here. And you can catch him hosting and performing at events around Leipzig, like open mics and literary concerts at Poniatowski the Polish bar and arts hangout. But I still find him mysterious because he doesn’t seem to reveal
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Politics – Always something else/ Front liners are pawns themselves/ Invisible hands
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Bourdieu – Capital holders/ Builders of your common sense/ Beliefs pre-given
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Italy – Your Vespa cuts through/ My hands wrapped around your waist/ Warm wind on my face
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Daily haiku: Diversity – Flat world would be dull/ No point sharing ideas/ One flavor of love
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Daily haiku: Airport – I belong no place/ Feels like I belong here/ Always in transit
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