Chapter 25
The day after the concert, Chris found himself inside of a bookshop opposite the Rathaus. The old town hall was one of the places he would go to find clarity. There was something about its opulence, its green roofs and the gargoyles that made him feel centred. But a bookshop? He was surprised because he had not thought to go into it, but there he was. The shelves looked tidy and there were some tourists looking at some maps and guidebooks for the city. He wandered around for a few moments, not really knowing what he was looking for. Suddenly, he felt his lips curl up in a tight smile. He walked out of the shop with a paper bag in his hand. He looked across the street towards the Alster lakes and rejoiced for a moment in the way that the clouds reflected on the water, and he was certain
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