Köln: A Christmas Feast

The sound of joy and laughter fluttered up from the square below; it was utterly infectious.

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I don’t suppose you remember Easter, do you? It was a long time ago now: a slightly faded memory, like yesterday, through an Instagram filter. The main thing I remember is the chocolate: for a month or three all of the chocolate in all of the shops came in the shape of a freshly laid egg. Then it didn’t.