Christiane F My Second Life ((link))

Because the second life isn’t about being a hero.

“Christiane F. – Wir Kinder vom Bahnhof Zoo.” christiane f my second life

It is important to note that Christiane Felscherinow’s story did not end with the book. Because the second life isn’t about being a hero

She looks out the bus window as the city slides by—the same city that buried her friends, that immortalized her pain, that turned her into a cautionary tale printed in fourteen languages. The rain hasn’t stopped. But somewhere behind the clouds, she knows, the light is still there. She looks out the bus window as the

She pulls the collar of her coat tighter—not leather anymore, but sensible navy wool—and watches the teenagers stumble out of the U-Bahn. Pale. Hollow-eyed. Chasing the same ghost she chased fifty years ago. The ghost has a new name now—Fentanyl, Crystal, whatever blue pill burns through the foil—but the dance is the same.