michaelsschule

Updated: May 3, 2025

Now and then he took off his glasses and rubbed them vigorously, and put them on again to peer absently down the street. A heavy figure, clad in the faded blue uniform of the Michaelsschule, rounded the corner, puffing heavily. "Ach, Kerlman!" The tall man started forward with a stride. "You are late." The other nodded imperturbably. "Ja, I am late. Those boys I cannot make to hurry."

Jennette Lee - Unfinished Portraits: Stories of Musicians and Artists