Road Atlas of Ukraine
Deutsche Fassung
Abstract
We circumvented around all of the gates and fences, crossed all of the rail-road embankments, and ignored all of the signs pointing to the future, which were generously distributed along the way. We noted the scars of battle on the stolen VWs, the algae-green tattoos on the arms of the men, and the copperred morning resplendence in the dyed hair of the women who pushed their heavy, black bicycles into the void, we noted the portraits of Stalin in the cabs of truck drivers, young women sleeping in delivery trucks, animals cautiously stepping out onto the streets, scenting a whiff of life, and spreading the stench of death. Somewhere here as well began the next small town and its territory.
(Osteuropa 2-4/2010, pp. 183–194)