From the desire to finally be a woman Welcome to DER STANDARD

A household in the Sperrgasse near the Schmelzbrücke in Vienna XV, April 1965: A 16-year-old mother had already given birth to her first son, who died a few months later, when she gave birth to her second, and the Parents called him Manfred. He also barely survived a tuberculous inflammation of the bone marrow, but his right leg did not grow with him and was 16 centimeters shorter than the left. When he was three years old, his parents divorced and the child went to his paternal grandparents, who had a small grocery store on Herbeckstrasse in the 18th district. His mother did not see Manfred again for 25 years. When he contacted her again, Manfred had known for a long time that he was a woman. But it would be decades before he dared to be a woman and called himself Marlene.