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„Zunächst einmal ist er ein grundsätzlich zufriedener Mensch. Jeder zweite der für den schon erwähnten Sozialreport Befragten hat angegeben, mit seinem gegenwärtigen Leben zufrieden (43 %) oder sogar sehr zufrieden zu sein (7 %). Weitere 37 Prozent sind immerhin teilweise zufrieden. Und der junge Ostdeutsche ist auch ein recht optimistischer Mensch, optimistischer jedenfalls als der ältere Ostdeutsche. Dieser wiederum hat mit allerlei Problemen und Schwierigkeiten zu kämpfen, was auch seine grundsätzlich grummeligere Stimmung erklärt. So verfügt ein ostdeutscher Seniorenhaushalt laut Sozialreport nur über 73 Prozent des Nettoeinkommens eines westdeutschen Seniorenhaushalts.“
zeit.de, Arm und krank und doch zufrieden: Was “Studien” über Ostdeutsche aussagen
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Omikron: What are you getting each other for Christmas???
David: I’m buying her lipstick, and she’s getting me an empty pack of Marlboros.
littlewonder: You had a giraffe?!
David: Funnily yes, Iman only had a little puppy in Somalia. But down in London, giraffes were quite the thing. If you went down into the park on Sundays, there would be loads of kids walking their giraffes on long leashes. By the time the sun had gone down, there would be a heck of a tangle and many children were lost this way… the giraffes walking back to the houses alone. My goodness, those were the days.
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David Bowie Wochen auf der Flaeche
Bowie’s Parents
und nochmal Momus: „David Bowie’s parents — aliens from the planet Britain — must’ve found their son freakily normal.“
db: I had not intended to leave Berlin, I just drifted away. Maybe I was getting better. It was an irreplaceable, unmissable experience and probably the happiest time in my life up until that point. Coco, Jim and I had so many great times. But I just can’t express the feeling of freedom I felt there. Some days the three of us would jump into the car and drive like crazy through East Germany and head down to the Black Forest, stopping off at any small village that caught our eye. Just go for days at a time. Or we’d take long all afternoon lunches at the Wannsee on winter days. The place had a glass roof and was surrounded by trees and still exuded an atmosphere of the long gone Berlin of the twenties. At night we’d hang with the intellectuals and beats at the Exile restaurant in Kreutzberg. In the back they had this smoky room with a billiard table and it was sort of like another living room except the company was always changing.
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