After spending an amazing night eating the unhealthiest fries in the world (but still really tasty and with an amazing girl), I went for a picnic with Nele, and after that we headed to the Violin Maker. It sounded almost like something from a movie. Still I was trying to picture him on my mind.
After a bumpy ride, we got to the shop. It was full of beautiful polished violins, among other instruments. Slowly from the back room, the violin maker came. From the dark, a small figure wearing a lab coat greets me and Nele.
After asking him something, the violin maker carrying the wisdom that only someone like him could carry, he brings from an old shelf a black leader suitcase full of beautiful violin bows.
Slowly, Nele pulls one of the bows, and starts playing. Amazed with her beauty, I closed my eyes and started listening to her while she tested bows from all shapes, sizes and materials. She looked like an angel playing such a beautiful instrument.
After some minutes the violin bow finds her. The violin maker breathes and closes the suitcase, like someone who just did a good job.
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