Carsten Saeger

M.(coming soon)


M. is in his 30s, male, white and feels misunderstood and alone. Days and nights shine for him in the constant glow of his monitors. His name he has long forgotten. Instead he has many nicknames in numerous forums, chats and online role-playing games. His inner world also consists of various truths that no one wants to understand. One day they will have to listen to him, he tells himself. Soon he will dictate the truth to them, yes, soon he will sit at her table. He will pull his sparkling jacket over his pale skin and prance around the table, all glee, like his only dream came true. He has rehearsed it so many times, night after night in front of his screen...