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Alexej drove his Taxi back to the so-called headquarter. He was not happy because of the fact that his angry boss already went home, he was just a bit relieved. After leaving the keys and the earned money, he went home.
Alexej lived about half a mile from the head quarter in a prefabricated high-rise built in the time the GDR existed. Alex' way home led through a park. As in the rest of the city the park is full of cameras, because of the permanent danger of terrorist attacks. Alexej did not care about them, like every other citizen. He watched the couples walking around. And instantly he thought of her.
As he arrived at home, he turned on the TV and emptied the Vodka he took with him from McDonalds. As always there was nothing of interest shown on TV. He hated it. But not as he hated himself because of his behavior ten years ago. He went to bed. He took his mobile with him. There was still the picture of her shown on the screen. This night he cried himself to sleep again.

April 5th. Alexej has just finished working. He helped his customer with his luggage. After Alexej helped the old man entering the airport, he leand on his car and stayed outside listening to berlin, thinking of the route to his favorite restaurant and thinking of her. Then, two men arrived from behind: "Good evening. Can you..." Alexej turned over: "Excuse me sir, but i've already finished working. Over there is an other..."
Alexej was shocked. He realised, that the two men just look like him. "...what the f*ck?!"

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