It’s morning, I’m perched on a damp log watching the lake. A man approaches, and asks me to fill the bottle he holds with water up to ‘here’, he shows me. His hands are too shaky to do that by himself. I help him, he then pours some Ethanol into the water, to celebrate his birthday. I take the tram, get caught without a ticket and it’s a miracle how I escape a fine by just walking away…

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