Story

Three men in a shared apartment, 54 square meters in Berlin Kreuzberg. You sleep in the kitchen, bathroom and half room. Junkies, ex-knackis and alcoholics between Hartz IV, the next shot, vodka and beer - the nightmare of any bourgeois neighborhood. Andi dreams of his own apartment, Dieter has to go into construction for 100 days, and Wolfgang writes poems. In the claustrophobic narrowness of this community of foggy spirits, happiness and love act like shadows of a time long gone by. As it comes to stirring moments in the dirt, chaos and despair, the conflicts break through increasingly stronger: the electricity bill, the rent, the stolen sweaters. But Andi brings the seemingly paradoxical of her situation to the point: "No person likes to live alone!"