Anarchism, the way from Jerusalem to the dead Sea through the desert and what freedom meant back then when I was 20.

And what it means now, at the ripe age of 40.

A brief reflection on the antisemitism I’ve encountered within my close circles. It was something I felt compelled to address, if only to clear my mind.

A very short text about why I create tattoos with Hebrew letters.

טקסט קצר שנכתב בבואנוס איירס, מחשבה אחת, על זהות יהודית גרמנית בארץ כור ההיתוך