Trafika Europe 11 - Swiss Delights

Michael Fehr

nothing tries the door it is open he steps in into the shadow somewhat reticent because of his dirty rubber boots then remembers that this doesn’t matter now then firmly walks the few steps until from the corridor the door on the left leads to the parlour door closed he would like to turn round and fetch the grey torch from the Landrover another piece of metal

he contains himself it will all work out ‘Schwarz’ he says now for the first time

his voice croaks clears his throat ‘Schwarz’

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