A silent old man with grey hair gives me a pair of bright yellow rubber boots and shuts the door behind me.
I'm inside a dark cellar and can hardly see a thing. The place is filled with cold water. My skirt gets wet but I carry on walking. I watch how rotten fruits float.
Behind a corner stands this.
---Few hours later---
Frankfurt am Main
Behind this door I see how a German man does fairly disgusting things with English breakfast.
I buy a book called Die Überwindung des Menschseins Nach der Heilmethode von Prof. Pilzbarth.
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