Jan Buy
The bus left him in Bergen auf Rügen under a pale drizzle. Jan Buy walked the wet streets without hurry, passing darkened shop windows. He had been here once, years ago; chalk cliffs, a woman’s voice, the taste of salt in the wind. In Sassnitz, he rented a small room above the harbour. The Wi-Fi was weak, but enough. While gulls wheeled over the grey Baltic, Jan checked the crypto markets, moved coins from one position to another, and closed every trade in profit. He always did. Freedom for him was not just movement. It was knowing his money multiplied quietly in the background, untethered from any place. By evening, the rain returned. He pulled his coat tighter and walked toward the Jasmund cliffs. The ferry horn sounded through the mist. He did not turn to watch it go.
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Marie, the three of them facing the pink horizon. The biker’s leather jacket creaked when he moved, his hands deep in the pockets as he spoke about freedom. Not the kind you read in books, but the kind that meant no debts, no bosses, no explanations. Marie listened, her hair whipped across her face by the wind. She smiled once, faintly, as if she understood more than she let on. Jan said little. He knew words could be heavy, and out here, on the wet sand, weight was the last thing he wanted to carry. They walked without a plan. No one asked where they were going. Somewhere ahead, the coastline curved into mist, swallowing the path before them. The biker laughed once, without humour, and Jan thought it sounded like a door closing in an empty house.
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