Christiane F. Page #3

Look at me

I need money

Stay here

I only jerk them off

Look

It doesn't turn you on, eh?

Just a job

What can I do, then? Tell me

Have you seen Babsie?

Have you seen Babsie?

The little one?

It's been some time. She might have

kicked the bucket, or be in jail

Don't talk such crap

You need a shot, girl

I don't. I'm just looking for Babsie

If you've got one. You still

owe me one, anyway

Sure, but right now I haven't

got one myself

Tina, got anything for me?

Find your own stuff

Have you got the time?

You old pig, leave me alone

Berlin's youngest drug victim

She was only fourteen!

I survived

Mum took me to my Gran and Auntie,

in a village near Hamburg

I've been clean for eighteen months

It frightens me to think of Detlev.

I often think of him

I'd like to give him some of my

strength, and help him

But first I need the strength myself

Dedicated to Andreas W, "Atze",

Axel W., Babette D, "Babsie"

And all the others who lacked

the strength and luck to survive

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