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Tick Tick Tick Tick Boom IV – Runner’s Point – Cocktails & Dreams

When he woke up, he wasn’t woken up by the girl he just dreamed about (it has been ages since he woke up with a girl by the way and that really bothered him) but by a scream that was yet to be identified. He stood up from the sofa he crashed on, went out of the living room and saw Lucas lying on the ground screaming. Apparently some of the guys were doing an early morning training and Lucas slipped and dislocated his knee. One day before the mission….

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Tick Tick Tick Tick Boom III – Runner’s Point – Demo time.

One week from tomorrow, by the way, meant January 4th. The day that the last and biggest demonstrations ins Thailand’s history have been announced to take place. And while lots of big companies increase security measurements during the holidays or demonstration days, simply to prevent criminals from being over-active, Team F with J on top assumed it would be different here in Thailand. K tried to talk some ‘sense’ into J telling him that it wouldn’t help anyone if they would now get caught or screw things up. The only…

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Tick Tick Tick Tick Boom II – Runner’s Point – heating up

Some of the team members cheered, others were wondering but didn’t dare to show their split feelings when J announced that their next job would be a bank. He asked every one to turn on their smartphones and then sent the blueprints of the bank building as well as the surrounding buildings, timetables and schedules of staff and security, traffic habits, traffic light sequences etc. to everyone. “You got 24 hours to study everything, then we will send out teams to observe and check whether the information we got is…

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Living 

Tick Tick Tick Tick Boom – Runner’s Point continues

It has been 3 month since K has been inducted into the family. They didn’t call themselves family though since basically every single member came out of a rotten or dysfunctional family. Only “Got”, the resident good guy and gifted chef visited his family almost every Sunday. K’s family was different parents divorced, each parent got married again, divorced again. Alcohol, punishment…all the rotten family classics and stereotypes…you name it. He fitted perfectly into the picture of the family or, how they called themselves, Team F. Nobody knew a lot…

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Runner’s Point. Serve.

He was holding on to the handrail, thinking about what could happen, what might happen & what should not happen. The only thought, however, that then stuck to his mind was ‘What, if I don’t do it? What if this is my only chance to change something? To break out of this boring life?”. He has always been one of the ‘normal’ guys. Not super boring, not super exciting. Not poor, not rich. Not stupid, not super smart. This was his chance to leave it behind – or to break…

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Runner’s Point: Kriss Kross.

Things still seemed to be unreal. Somehow. Unbelievable. He was standing there on a not yet finished fifty-something storey building. Hands on his hips. Trying to catch breath and listening to J complaining about them being late. ‘You know, when I asked you to meet me today I thought you are reliable’. Reliable? He was thinking to himself. Reliable in what terms? He thought it would only be a decent meeting at the park and not a crazy as shit break in meeting in a construction site on the 50th…

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Lumphini Park Bangkok, Runners Point Living 

Runner’s. Point!

Time for a break! Well, actually, there is no time for a break. No time at all to be precise. But he just couldn’t keep on running anymore. Just a brief, quick break to catch some breath. He needed it. So badly. While stopping for the first time in what felt like ages he began to feel his body like he hasn’t felt it ever before. He stood there, trying to lean on to the handrail that separated the sidewalk from the escalator to the BTS station. Why the fuck…

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Living 

My Thai Story.

Jay was entering my quiet little bungalow on the north end of Koh Tao, a small island in Surrathani Province. Not far away from famous Koh Samui and Koh Panghan but less travelled and way more quiet since all the party people stay on the two big ones. Polite as he was, he knocked on the wooden door. As if I didn’t hear him making his way through the rough sandy beach and climbing over those few rocks right outside in the shallow water. But I appreciate his politeness so…

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