Christoph Bernhard Lichtinger

Anti-cyclical thinking (DON'T ASK FOR SUGAR, #3) (eBook, ePUB)

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Produktbeschreibung

NOTHING BUT THE PURE TRUTH

DON'T ASK FOR SUGAR is a spiritual and humorous love, crime and spy novel, that only real life can write. Learn from the dearly paid missteps of a European globetrotter in the Australian desert and from his fantastic trips to Asia, until you regain your consciousness in an East German prison cell, - after a stopover in Moscow. But what happened before that in "NOTHING REMAINS AS IT IS" - the second book in the series?

West Berlin, sometime in late February or early March 1986. On this Saturday morning, it was Richie's and Katrin's last day of vacation, the sun was shining in Neukölln, but as Christoph cycled to their urban area, the garage buzzed in his ears and Richie's grease-free chain rattled beneath him. Today was a big bulky waste day in Schöneberg, so all the consumers who already owned too much in their district put it back on the roadsides. There were old sofa sets, large TV sets, empty fridges, modern chandeliers, worn-out bedroom furnishings, baby carriages for multiple births and sanitary items that were no longer needed, but when Christoph got off the bike and walked to the front door, their full letterbox met him. After dragging also the racing bike upstairs to the fifth floor, it was now back under the large Berlin street map, Christoph watered the overdue plant pots, scribbled his new address on their wish list on the fridge, put the rent on the dining table and the set of house keys on top and left. In the meantime, the discarded household goods were piled up meters high. In front of a particularly impressive pile, Christoph stopped, but the elegant carpet that he was able to grab was unfortunately full of maggots, however, there was a whole bicycle hiding underneath! Stripped of all the garbage, it was a ladies' bike with a silver frame, a flat rear tire and a figure eight on the front, it was also big enough and the chrome still sparkled, which is why Christoph pushed the squeaking disaster for an hour to his own front door, where he worked on the rim with the help of the kerb.

"That's not the way to go on a bike tour," said a neighbour who knew a lot about hobbies.

"You are right, the bell is missing."

"And the air pump for the flat tyre." The man even had oil for the rusty chain.

AT THE END OF THE BOOK, YOU WILL FIND THE CORRESPONDING PHOTOS

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Produktdetails

• Verlag: Christoph Bernhard Lichtinger
• Erscheinungstermin: 1. Januar 2025
• Englisch
• ISBN-13: 9781067000387
• Artikelnr.: 72242355

Autorenporträt

Bernhard Christoph Lichtinger was born into a family of doctors in Stuttgart (southern Germany) on July 21, 1961, the fifth of six sons. The author, family man, craftsman, autodidact, inventor and entrepreneur attended one kindergarten, 10 schools, countless countries and 2 East German prisons. Released to Baden-Württemberg after 341 days of miserable food (on Friday, November 13, 1987), Christoph taught himself computer-aided drawing. He first freelanced for the IBM chip factory and then for the sports car fanatic architect Bernd Frank. After he managed to finance his parents' property, Christoph founded his own residential construction company in 1995, which was hit hard by the global financial crisis 13 years later (2008), whereupon he lost everything except the old villa that belonged to him and his second great love Dorothee. After his divorce, Christoph found his first great love Suzanne on the internet and flew to New Zealand to meet her in August 2015. And yes, it is true love! Six months later, Christoph has a little more time again and begins to write down his story ...

By now nine years in New Zealand, the last six years Christoph slept, worked and cooked in his camper, he closed his book again at the end of September 2024 to fly towards his two sons Adrian and Leon with his dog Rosie. Somewhere between the South and North Poles, he wants to write the next chapters of his stories because he was abandoned by all evil spirits after his release from the East German labour camp and is now only afraid of overflowing letterboxes.