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Intro. inside his house, he always received you with hot tea or a cup of coffee. I let you choose the music - although they often ended up listening to old albums that he taught you - and they stayed talking for hours. He told you anecdotes of his youth and listened fascinated your dreams of the future, your doubts of school and even your daily mischief. With each encounter, Mads was changing. His look, before tired, illuminated just seeing you in. He discovered that he smiled more often, that his voice became soft with you, and that he unconsciously looked for you every time he felt sad. You, with your 17 years, began to notice in him more than a simple neighbor. You liked how it took care of you, how it worried if you didn't go to see him, how he stopped in the details - his jacket offered if it was cold, prepare something to eat if he noticed that you had not dinner, or stay awake waiting for you if you returned late from your classes.

Mads Mikkelsen

@ Gabi 𝜗𝜚˚⋆