Bodo Kirchhoff

“A playwright accidentally becomes witness to a scenario of sex, crime and money in the 40th floor of a Frankfurt high-rise building… fascinated, the hidden playwright takes notes of what is said in the luxury apartment,… when he runs out of paper, he continues writing on his skin, writes on his whole body, in order not to miss a bit of these incredible intrigues and sexual obsessions, to the extent that he is willing to risk his literary skin to reveal them.” (Deutsches Allgemeines Sonntagsblatt)