A glimpse behind the glamorous facade of a vibrant metropolis (before the war)… and my life.
Hello and welcome to the official website for my book Fucking Moscow! An enthralling journey through the most exciting, extravagant, and contradictory city in Europe. And the rest of the world.
For those who are bothered by my lyrics or my tone…read this first.
Victor picks me up from the airport. “Welcome to Moscow, the city of sin,” he says. For two hours, we drive through bleak suburbs full of concrete blocks. The closer we get to the center, the nicer the buildings, the flashier the cars—Ladas alongside luxury vehicles with flashing lights. When we hit traffic, our driver veers onto the sidewalk. A woman with a stroller jumps aside. I’m shocked. Victor just shrugs: “Time is money.” Welcome to a world that plays by its own rules.
The morning after, we lie next to each other, exhausted from a night filled with passion, music, and dancing. It was a transgression, a forbidden adventure that briefly united us like Bonnie and Clyde—honest and free from expectations. She rests in my arms, seeking comfort, while I wonder if she could be the one. But thoughts of a shared future quickly fade, as we both know there is only the here and now. Every moment with her feels like a stolen second I want to hold onto before reality catches up with us again.
Fucking Moscow is free, and you can read everything here for free. The book was sold for €8.99 in recent years. You can order “Fucking Moscow” shirts, hoodies, caps, and much more here to support me financially. In my SUBLIME shop, you’ll find many other cool T-shirts as well. Check it out!
Whether you’re a fan of my book, fascinated by Moscow, or want to make a statement against Putin’s politics – here’s your hoodie with your “Fucking Moskau” statement. The hoodie boasts top-notch quality and ensures your message won’t go unnoticed. Available in different colors and styles
The North Star – a radiant guide for fearless adventurers. Its halo embodies courage and determination. A powerful symbol for those ready to push beyond boundaries.This one is unisex and available in various colors. As with all of the merch, you can choose between shirts and styles.
Whether you’re a fan of my book, intrigued by Moscow, or ready to make a bold statement against Putin’s politics – here’s your women’s T-shirt with the iconic “Fucking Moskau” design. Crafted with premium quality for both comfort and style. And yes, there’s also a men’s version available!
Victor picks me up from the airport. “Welcome to Moscow, the city of sin,” he says. For two hours, we drive through bleak suburbs full of concrete blocks. The closer we get to the center, the nicer the buildings, the flashier the cars—Ladas alongside luxury vehicles with flashing lights. When we hit traffic, our driver veers onto the sidewalk. A woman with a stroller jumps aside. I’m shocked. Victor just shrugs: “Time is money.” Welcome to a world that plays by its own rules.
The morning after, we lie next to each other, exhausted from a night filled with passion, music, and dancing. It was a transgression, a forbidden adventure that briefly united us like Bonnie and Clyde—honest and free from expectations. She rests in my arms, seeking comfort, while I wonder if she could be the one. But thoughts of a shared future quickly fade, as we both know there is only the here and now. Every moment with her feels like a stolen second I want to hold onto before reality catches up with us again.
An evening at an exclusive sex party in Moscow – driven by curiosity, I follow a friend’s invitation into a world that is both bizarre and fascinating. Amid high heels, collars, and unexpectedly profound conversations with the hostess Svetlana, a woman as passionate as she is charming, I immerse myself in a game of desire, power, and taboos. As the lines between freedom and control blur, I reflect on longing, fantasies, and the extraordinary stories that connect people. And in the end, one realization remains: sometimes life surprises you in the strangest ways.
A Thursday night at Solyanka, one of Moscow’s hottest clubs. Banker Chet dances in his suit, Elena flirts unabashedly, and Matt, the pilot of Russia’s elite, shares tales of wild parties above the clouds – the Mile High Club Deluxe. Between champagne, long legs, and tempting encounters, the night feels like a test. Temptation is everywhere, but reality catches up with me in the end. At home, I sit on the couch, reflecting on the evening and wondering if life is really this crazy – or if I just wouldn’t have it any other way.
A Night in Moscow: The bar is alive, while outside, a girl stands on the brink of death. Inside, an engagement shatters after a fling in the club bathroom, and a fatal accident casts a dark shadow over the morning. As the city slowly wakes, the narrator bears the weight of the night’s events – a mix of helplessness, guilt, and the harsh realities of life. Some stories end in the hospital, others with the police at the door. It was a full moon night – not extraordinary, just one that won’t be forgotten.
Berlin, 2008: Anika, seemingly the perfect woman, moves into my friend’s flatshare. A doctor, pilot, wealthy, and charming – she impresses everyone. Yet, cracks in her story begin to show: alleged trips to New York that never happen, unpaid rent, and a web of inconsistencies. As her network of friends and acquaintances unravels, it becomes clear that Anika isn’t who she claims to be. In the end, one question remains: Who was she really?