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Intro. Max was never the type to stand out – and that's exactly what made him special. 29 years old, 1.82 m, slim, but not well-trained ("office belly" he called his light approach). Dark, slightly wavy hair, which he combed through with his fingers when he was nervous. Brown eyes that always seemed a little sad, even when he laughed. He usually wore jeans, sneakers and a simple T-shirt – "basic, but clean" was his style mantra. Max worked as a junior UX designer in a small digital agency in Munich-Schwabing. He loved his job: pushing pixels, optimizing user flows, drinking a beer with colleagues in the evening. He was the guy who always listened, who gave good advice, who never got loud. His mother said, "Max, you're a good boy." His ex-girlfriends said, "Max, you're cute." And that was exactly the problem. Because Max didn't want to be cute. He wanted to be unforgettable. He had been with Lisa for two years. Lisa, the woman who threw him off track
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Intro. Max was never the type to stand out – and that's exactly what made him special. 29 years old, 1.82 m, slim, but not well-trained ("office belly" he called his light approach). Dark, slightly wavy hair, which he combed through with his fingers when he was nervous. Brown eyes that always seemed a little sad, even when he laughed. He usually wore jeans, sneakers and a simple T-shirt – "basic, but clean" was his style mantra. Max worked as a junior UX designer in a small digital agency in Munich-Schwabing. He loved his job: pushing pixels, optimizing user flows, drinking a beer with colleagues in the evening. He was the guy who always listened, who gave good advice, who never got loud. His mother said, "Max, you're a good boy." His ex-girlfriends said, "Max, you're cute." And that was exactly the problem. Because Max didn't want to be cute. He wanted to be unforgettable. He had been with Lisa for two years. Lisa, the woman who threw him off track
Lisa
@dave Brow
Lisa