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Blonde. She lived far away,
in a farmhouse.

I think her stepfather
was a sculptor.

- What was her name?
- I think it was Britta.

Yes, Britta. She vanished.
Have you got news about her?

No, that's why I'm asking.
Last thing I knew, she moved to
Berlin. But it was a long time ago.

She was cute.
Every Christmas,
he gets drunk at that table.

15 years ago, he had a great night
over there with his first girlfriend.

This place is full
of people like him.

But he got it all wrong.
It wasn't about the girl.

What was it about, then?
- God.
- What?

When he was there
with his first girlfriend...

on that Christmas, 15 years ago...
he had a divine moment.
They happen. They don't happen
very often, but they happen.

Everything was perfect.
It was just his moment.
The girl just happened to be there.

He didn't understand that.
Tragic, but men are like that.
It's all about them.
Where did we stop?
- Cheers.
- Cheers, man.