things i own

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My Wackel-Elvis.

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My third tattoo. Names of son and daughter, calligraphy done by my friend Bernie.

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Anyone who cannot give an account to oneself of the past three thousand years remains in darkness, without experience, living from day to day.

One of my very favorite sayings. And the meaning of my first tattoo.

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My dog - meet you again at the other side! A small sculpture made by my son.

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My fourth tattoo. My son's drawing of my dog who was by my side for fifteen years.

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My second tattoo. Went through the fire for simplicity.

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My birthday present from tumblr.

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My first tattoo. 3,600 year-old sky disk of Nebra has given the idea for it. It’s on my right shoulder.

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My stapler.

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My wood stove.

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My friend Bernie sends me one each year.

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My espresso for today.

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My 1974 Pioneer receiver. Still playing music to me.

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My jet helmet.

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My axe.

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My magnificate from 1889.

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My Brotzeit.