Last nights wandering about the town and those few drinks with the man so recently bereaved has left a strange impression this morning. Take the pills and a shower in the tiny bathroom attached to the plain room in the small guesthouse in the middle of town. All is clean and pretty, but it is plain.
The town is in a state of strong contrasts, with ruins next door to well-renovated buildings. It is placed on the steep slopes of the Neckar valley. The town has two major weapons manufacturers, covering part of the worlds demand for assault rifles and pistols and the like. The industries have picked up custom since Russia decided to march into Ukraine. War is good for this little town.
The breakfast time is forgotten, just go down and see now. The fresh shirt and the black tie are possibly excessive for breakfast. But there will be a funeral later.
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