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    The Storyteller – Antonia Michaelis

    “Blood. There is blood everywhere. On his hands, on her hands, on his shirt, on his face, on the tiles, on the small round carpet. The carpet used to be blue; it will never be blue again.” Lurking mysteriously by the bike racks, with his black woollen hat and the plugs of an old Walkman in his ears, she notices him and she is intrigued. Anna shouldn’t be intrigued by Tannatek, Gitta tells her so, but she can’t help it, there’s just something about him. When Tannatek becomes Abel and she gets to know more about him it turns out he is more than just the school drug dealer. Abel…