1987 came mansoureh, mine little aunt to vienna, very depressive after 2 years of staying and studying in paris, one day she came into my room, she tore up all the posters on my room wall and cried, she said those eyes constantly look at us like the nuns in the dormitory.
some time later she felt better and traveled back to paris. In 1988 she came back with psychosis, she had a short study period but never wrote her thesis, she flew to tehran and lived with depression until 2014. In 1986 there were no internet networks, only systematic teamwork, photos, stasi pot and ritual
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