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First came the meeting with Christina
or as I call her Kris or as her friends call her “the stoned“.
Here she is in my Tel Aviv student flat. Of all places, we met in
an Amnesty International Human Rights conference in Ex-Yugoslavia
in 1995. She was representing Cyprus and I was representing Israel.
She was about to become a lawyer for the EU in Brussels, and I was
going to become a PhD student in Geneva. We still dont agree on
what really happened that first night in Yugoslavia...
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Here is Kris demostrating against
racism, when she was a young student in London.
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Here is Kris as she is today.
After 8 years of not officially being
married it seems love is thanking us...
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Then came Sara...


Then came Katia...
The two stop fighting only in front of
the camera...
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So we put a permanent camera
in the room – like a scarecrow...
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Then came Carmel...
Here with Sara and Katia and our nanny Vijaya Lobo from Goa,
India, who lived with us for 4 years and who we think of as our
4th daughter.
In order to get her a visa for Germany, we had to
get the university Rektor to state in an official letter that she
is indispensible for German science.... and indeed she was! Kris
and I became desperate every time she went on vacation...
Now that she has returned to Goa we hope that she
will have a very good life with her new husband.We hope to visit
her in her village one day....
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Here are Sara, Katia and Carmel as they are today
Then came...(still under discussion/construction)
I try to hang out with them as much as I can...

Here is Sara in my small Jaffa appartment, in the Mega
bed („Lul“ in Hebrew) I built for her.
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Here, in Venice, with Vijaya Lobo – the great nanny from
Goa India, Sara, and 1/2 year old Katia inside my jacket....
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On the veranda in Nicosia...

But sometimes I am home only in sleeping hours...
And then, there are very few moments left for “Kris
& me“...

Here, sleding down the mountains of Innsbruck. The Tyrolians,
climb up this mountain
at night, get drunk, and then at full speed try to avoid the trees and
the cliffs....
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A rare intelectual moment...
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An even more rare candle light moment...
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And finally the most rare of them all....
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