the pink book is meshikhte's favorite, because over the course of it, she finally discovered her achilles heel - love.

the pink books takes meshikhte from vienna to berlin to amsterdam to antwerp to paris to greece to london to warsaw and beyond, through pandemic and bus ride, love and heartbreak, airports, first publications, performances, parties, friendships and engagements.

in it, meshikhte finally learns to trust herself, even as she needs to sink as deep as possible before she can put these realizations into action. she learns what pink means - tender, sweet, aching. she learns not to fear herself, to be ambitious. 

the pink book smells like sex, serbian grill and the berlin u-bahn. it feels like human skin and sleeping on flix buses. like the invincible feeling of being young, free and in love. of metropolis.