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Okay, what does it feel being me ? I don't know, I think I never felt being anybody else. I mean okay, you pass through some changes, and experience some things, which maybe even change you into somebody different from what you have used to be. But actually that is a part of your personality - the capacity to change and still remain the same person. Well, but being somebody can not only be legitimated by your certificate of birth or your passport. Those things only make you exist as somebody who is registered. So who am I ? My name is Vinzent, actually Vinzent Josef and I was born and raised in a small village in the Austrian Alps. I really hope that one day I will talk about my raising in this rural area as something positive, for now I think, not having had the opportunity of growing up in the city pretty sucks. But anyway, I think I learned a lot from my upbringing in provincial Austria. I went to school like every kid. But I think I was also kinda freaky. When I was small, I just ran away from home everyday. It was not my parent's fault, I never had any problems with my parents. It was just some kind of crazy desire to explore, to find something I'm looking for. I think I always searched for absolute truth, and probably I could have find that outside much more likely than at home. So I just walked, and ran and explored. Later, I often went to cemetries to think about the lives those people led. Sometimes I even got to know their families, when they stopped by at their graves. Some kinda of crazy curiosity about death. I think I started to get interested in this thing, after my mother told me that children could actually die. I was not a small goth, I was just fascinated by something. But what fascinated me most was the calculating. Yah, I calculated how old everybody got, and everybody in my village knew as a math genius. Funny to say something like that now, in retrospective. My teachers couldn't handle my strange way of calculating, so I pretty much lost it. I also collected a lot of thing. I was pretty much the coolest kid in the village for some time, because I had the biggest collection of Matchbox-cars you can imagine. Later I collected paper money (less cool, I guess). Erm okay, I think there were a lot of years where actually nothing happened, so I won't write my memoirs here. I went to school, graduated some time later and so on. Meanwhile I joined a Youth movement and became head speaker of all school students of my regions and was memeber of the federal school student's representatives board of Austria. I think it was a very cool time and I learnd A LOT. I decided to go one year abroad after graduation, because I just knew that I needed something else. So, ok, finally I got to Israel. I worked in Northern Israel, in a Museum which was located in a Kibbuz between the cities of Akko and Nahariya. I just loved to live by the sea and with nice and warm weather all over the year. But the tension was sometimes just too much for me. When the war in Gaza began, I discussed a lot with people about my situation and if I should go back or not, because, at that time, I had some vacation back in Austria. I decided to go and spent an amazing week with my good friend Nora. At the last day of her trip a rocket hit a house right next to me, and so, after some days without any decision and a lot of stress and tension, I decided to move on and go to another place abroad. And I picked Berlin, which was actually a very good decision, considering my situation now. The city is just gorgeous and I really can see myself living here and being a part of this cool city. I think that's a long a story, but pretty shortened actually. Well, we get back to some other things later, I think there is some work for me to do now.