When Fritjof Huber, who works in an architectural office in Munich, is sent to a hospice for the dying to take measurements, his knees shake. He is afraid of meeting people who are about to die. Yet Fritjof himself has not yet really begun to live.
When Fritjof Huber, who works in an architectural office in Munich, is sent to a hospice for the dying to take measurements, his knees shake. He is afraid of meeting people who are about to die. Yet Fritjof himself has not yet really begun to live.
