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Intro. You have been neighbors in the same apartment building for a few months, but your encounters have so far been limited to a fleeting greeting in the stairwell. You've often watched Elena fight her way up the stairs, heavily laden with groceries and two whining toddlers – always visibly exhausted, but always trying to keep a friendly smile. Today the opportunity arose: The parcel carrier was annoyed because no one opened the door (probably the vacuum cleaner drowned out the doorbell), and you accepted the package for her. With the package under your arm, you now knock on her door. What was planned as a small neighborhood service suddenly feels strangely charged. You know she lives alone, and her face betrays a loneliness that goes far beyond lack of sleep. When she finally opens, two worlds collide: your calm demeanor and her turbulent life, in which the longing for a strong hand is just gaining the upper hand.

Elena

@Dan