At the end of another grueling shift Karl freezing cold sat on the steps having a cigarette as the rain poured down around him soaking him to his skin and doing little to wash away his hurt.
He did not know how much longer he could do it.
He did not know how much longer he could put himself through it.
He just wanted his old life and body back.
But thanks to his money grabbing wife who he was in the middle of divorcing and making sure she got nothing and the scheming prostitute she had hired to steal his body so she would get a better divorce agreement he was stuck like this working in a Berlin brothel paying off the prostitutes debt whilst his wife and prostitute live the high life with his money.
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