by Jana Hensel, Der Freitag, Germany - I can’t not shake the feeling that little more than a very thin line in my CV separates me from the three violent neo-Nazis. They’re about my age. And life in eastern Germany in the mid-nineties was kind of rough, cynical, non-stop, as if the lethargy, the futility and hypocrisy of the eighties in the GDR, together with the disappointments of the reunification period, had found bodily form in us as adolescents.