Otto Sturm bike incident

When he left it, the storeroom was empty but for the floor. ‎“Goodbye,” he whispered. ‎The last thing Max saw was the small mound of hair, sitting casually against the wall. ‎Goodbye. ‎With a clean-shaven face and lopsided yet neatly combed hair, he had walked out of that building a new man. In ‎fact, he […]