Felix Charin

Thrown to earth into Mecklenburg, East Germany, the eighties man. Small town boy. Suitcase kid. Weekends in Berlin. A year in redneck America. School finished, time to make films. Internships. Berlin hustles harder. Washington DC. Making late time crime reality TV stuff. Munich. Film school. Got that. Back to Berlin, no TV more bullshit, no comercials, life is fucking beautiful. Kreuzberg grinding.

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