He was only back in his Berlin apartment at half past one in the morning, slept briefly, went for a run at six, has a day full of appointments behind him. It’s now seven o’clock in the evening, Carsten Linnemann is standing on the deck of a parking garage in Aschaffenburg and is recording a video message. The next show doesn’t start for half an hour. Where can you retreat here?
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